Silver in the moonlight,
shining as it falls.
Drowning still in sorrows,
my end, this water calls
reflecting from it saddness
not caring any longer 
my broken heart never killed me
nor did it make me stronger
my tear drops didn't cut me
nor mark me with great scars
now im standing on the edge
matching reasons with stars
soon the stars run out
there just weren't enough
i could cry out my sorrows
but my pride stands far too tough
is this the easy way out
perhaps then it is true
sometimes the better thing
is the hardest thing to do
and since i am not stronger 
than i wish that i could be
after this lake has swallowed meup
dont remember me.