Today,
I realize one thing about myself.
I think, I think,
I think I was never meant to be happy.

I think,
I don't think,
I don't think I will ever stop hurting.
I don't think it will ever stop hurting.

I think,
it's the same, like six years ago,
it's that time again.
I'll say my goodbyes properly.
I'll plan everything.
I think,
It's the end for me.
It's time for that goodbye.