When life is full of sorrow
and we end up feeling low.
We stray from our paths
and tend to do different tasks.

Life at that time can be very trying
we tell everyone we give up by sighing.
We feel as if we have no friends
and that death is just around the bend.

Life doesn’t seem to be fun
it seems like we’re always on the run.
We just want to end it
because we aren’t committed.

So we take that pill we take that gun
we take our feelings and we run.
We finally end our pain
and then realized what have we to gain.

Our parents are sad
they wondered what made us so mad
they end their pain
and realize what have they to gain.

Suicide an addicting drug
the cure is as simple as an I love you with a hug.
Our youth are disappearing; lives are going down the drain
we need to do something or else society will have nothing to gain.