Suicide Won'T Soothe That
Will ending it all actually end it all?
that is the question I asked myself,
When I picked up the rope.
What if I were the one to give hope,
in a world of depression and doubt?
But then I sighed and remembered that I'm in the loop,
and the circle is closing fast.
Tilting the chair to end it all,
Ahh! But no tell suicide, "this one is out".
Depression kills,
give that brother a smile,
make him know you care .
We cling to our phones,
in search of likes and cares,
Kindly telling that neighbor hey,
won't make you die.
Depression Kills
Inking Al ™?
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