5 years,
I still cry,
5 years,
I still hurt,
5 years,
I still hope,
5 years,
I still wait,
5 years,
I still dream.

I still wait for you,
to walk through the door,
I still hope for this,
to all be a bad dream,
I still cry for you,
and life you lost,
I still want to believe,
that the body we put in the ground,
belongs to someone else.

5 years,
the noose still sways,
5 years,
the blood still drips,
5 years,
the screams still heard,
5 years,
the pain is still real,
5 years,
I still question.

The noose still sway,
Right were you left it,
The blood still drips,
As the rain and tears keep it wet,
The screams still heard,
In memories not to be buried,
The pain is still all to real,
For the price of your peace,
And I still question,
Why oh why oh why,
did you have to end your life?

5 years,
and I'm still not over you,
5 years,
and I still need to know why,
5 years,
and I still think it pointless,
5 years,
and councilors don't help,
5 years,
what's the use?

No I'm not yet over,
The loss and pain of your death,
Yes I still beg to know,
Why had you felt that the only way?
Hell yeah I believe,
I believe it was the dumbest thing ever,
I'm still not over it...

I need help?
See a councilor?
HA!
They don't help me at all,
Been there,
done that,
come again!

I still don't see it,
I still ask why,
I still want to ask,
I still cry out to you,
I still cry to myself,
I still feel the pain,
I still know the loss,
I still want to die,
I still don't see the use,
In living with nothing to live for.