Den där Julia...

If you knew how much my heart is aching,
would you still laugh when I cry?

If I told you how much I've been hurting lately,
would you still say that I'm a lie?

If you knew that I'll be dead tomorrow,
would you take better care of me today?

Or if I died in an accident,
would you regret all you didn't say?

Would you even miss me,
if I disappeared to a foreign land?

Would you feel the same pain as I do now,
like your heart's been shattered to sand?

Maybe you should stop questioning yourself why Iam what I am,
and instead try to make it better,
try to understand.