November 27, 2003


Suicide


It's not my fault
If you choose to take your life
It's your decision
To take all you had away
If you want to die so badly
Do it with no blame
Oh wait, you'd have to...
Blame something, or someone
To convince yourself
That it's worth doing it.
Right?


It's no ones fault,
But your own.
If you want to leave and get away,
If you want to hurt the ones,
Yes the ones who love you,
You go for it.
No one is stopping you
And who says it would work anyways?
Who said you wouldn't still live?
You say heartache is the reason?
The reason you want to die...
Interesting...
You don't have a heart
If you want to kill someone.
Even if it is yourself.


You heartless person
Why do you want to take your life?
Do you just want attention?
Do you just want to belong?
You'll belong alright
You'll belong to the lost and never found.
Attention, people will know you
As the moron who shot yourself.
The person who was too depressed.
Sure, I've thought about it,
I've blamed everything for it,
I've even tried to do it.
But I'm still here.
I'm still living.
I won't let these people, defeat me.
I won't let them take me over.
I won't let them stop my dreams.


So you want to kill yourself?
Go ahead.
Be my guest.
Yes, I will miss you, so much.
But I refuse to feel guilt,
And I refuse to sympathize for you.
This was your choice.
It was not my fault.
You might not get a second chance,
And if you do, take it.
Maybe you'll value life more,
Or maybe you won't,
But it's not all bad.
It's not all that bad...
Life is what you want it to be.
You are your life, and suicide,
It just prevents you from yourself.

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