Suicide

They only speak so negatively
Only looking for curiosity today
Wanting to know what death really is
My killing themselves just for a bit
It’s like playing a video game
But in reality we die either way
There are voices inside your head
Only wanting me to drop dead
They think about it and I think they do
Tired of this life they do
Rather just be dead and be far away
They don’t care about this life do you?
Because at the end we all die
Why can’t they lye dead soon
God just make it end soon
Close my eyes
They will take their last breath
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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