I lay here on the hospital bed,
the sound of beating heart
is dying slowly inside me,
slow like the broken clock.

Now when I thought about my past
and all the twists and turns.
There is a life lesson somewhere,
that I wish I have learn.

I never ask for perfect life,
I never ask for this.
And yet there so much thing in life,
I can’t believe I miss.

But now I lay here on this bed,
quietly as I feel
the chill that running down my back,
that feel like icy steel.

Now when I thought of all I’ve hurt,
my family and friend.
I wish to take the pain I cause.
I want a second chance.