I only have few reasons to keep holding on.

I wouldn't mind if I left now

But I can't

I can't leave them

I can't handle the thought of them getting that damned call

I can't handle the thought of her thinking I just left without saying anything

I can't handle the thought of them thinking I didn't care

I can't handle the thought of him growing up alone

I can't stand the thought of her thinking it's her fault

I can't stand the thought of them thinking they weren't enough

I can't stand the thought of them crying over my grave

I can't let them bury me

I can't do this to them

But I don't know how much I can keep on

How much longer I can hold without slipping

I don't know how much I have left

But if I do leave, I promise I will make a beautiful sunset.