What is suicide It’s a depression that leads to death Hurting your friends Making them watch you take your last breath What does it prove Other than you want to die What does it do Other than raise the question, WHY? Can you honestly think That good things come out of bad Can you honestly say You are truly that sad Do you believe That no one in your life knows how you feel If there really isn’t I’m sure they can help you deal How could things get better While you’re 6 feet under and in a grave Is what you feel a sick, demented thought Or a feeling that you crave Are you out to hurt yourself Or out to hurt a friend Do all your problems Mean your life has got to end Life is what YOU make of it Not what other people make Life wasn’t given to you For you yourself to take
Reason for writing:
my uncle tried to commit suicide becuz of depression.
Birth sign: Taurus
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