I feel depressed that I'm not going to see many of my friends ever again, so....

I never thought I'd,
I'd die alone
I laughed the loudest, who'd have known?
I traced the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all

I took my time,
I hurried up
The choice was mine, I didn't think enough
I'm too depressed, To go on
You'll be sorry when I'm gone

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over, we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never thought I'd die alone
Another six months I'll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never step foot in my room again

You'll close it off,You'll board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over, we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never conquered, rarely came
Tomorrow holds such better days
Days when I can still feel alive
When I cant wait to get outside
The world is wide, the time goes by
The tour is over, I survived
I can't wait till I get home
To pass the time in my room alone

-blink 182

And a goodbye poem.... called... "goodbye" go figure, i wrote it myself :D...

Goodbye
By: Rustopholis
The words "good bye" have a bitter taste.
It feels that the time I've spent was a waste.
With a fond farewell, my friends up and gone.
For their company once more, I do long.
Through thte fights and laughter, thick and thin.
As long as we're together, I'd always win.
I'll always recall the times that we've had.
Most of them good, some of them bad.
In the end, no matter the toils.
It was always worth it, when you were the spoils.
Friend or foe, it matters not.
For after tomorrow, it shall all be forgot.
On the road of life, streching miles ahead.
I am but an inch in the past, where you once tread.
All that I ask, is just one thing.
Please remember me and all that we've been.
Dedicated Cal-Mum's graduating clas,s of 2007.

corny i know, but i been in the poem writting mood and i feel really bad about never seeing my friends ever again :(. So this goes out to them.