I dedicate this poem to my friend Matt who helped me get through tough times.

What is the point of life?
It seems to cause so much strife.
I always seem to wonder,
why I constantly blunder.

My life is always really sad,
I wonder if I am going mad.
The world is with me, that I know,
but still my thoughts go to and fro.

I would like to say, before I’m done,
just go out and have some fun.

No matter how you are feeling, don’t think that suicide is ever the right answer. Things might seem bad, but they will get better. Troubles are temporary, suicide is forever.