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Chorus: Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, when the wind blows, the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks, cradle will fall, and down will come baby, cradle and all.

Verse 1: Dear whoever's eyes that my letter finds, this will only take a couple minutes of your time. I just wanna tell somebody how I feel inside, get it off my chest and then I'll put it all behind me. I wondered if, lonely, something that you've ever felt, like even if you wanted to you couldn't ask for help. You're in a dark room and the walls are closing in, you scream, shout and no ones even listening. Some how it always seems like I'm at rock bottom, and no one even cares - you're left - forgotten. And then I think rock bottom maybe I could climb the mountain, until I'm hurt again it's seconds I'm counting. Sheep, as I try to sleep knowing that, when I wake all the pain comes rushing back. The same pattern over, over, again, except this time - I really think I'm giving in.

Verse2: Sometimes I think I wish I was never born, and even if I ran away no one would even notice I was gone. Spent all my life living as a nobody, when all I wanted was just to be a somebody. Tears streaming down my face like the rain, outside, hammering on my windowpane. My pen is shaking in my hand as I try to write, tell myself pull it together just for one more night. Maybe someone might listen to me now, or maybe it will take for me to be very deep below the ground. Well anyway, my letters over now, thank you for listening, hope the world feels proud. Gripping in my hand, clenched tight, no going back now I can feel the knife. One last breath, one last time, sincerely yours -- forever -- goodnight.