Most people that are suicidal think about death and attempt to kill themselves
And they sometimes succeed or fail
It's not because they are too cowardly to end their life
We don't really want to die but we just don't know how or we can't stand living like this
We can't endure the pain so we want it to end
Life is too miserable
In reality everything is fucked up
Fine if you say everyone has to live with it
Just some of us are not that strong
and some of us choose not to live this way
No one person is alike
I sleep because I don't like living
I rot because I feel no point living
I can't stand it anymore
I'm not strong to face it
I hate this world
I don't like how it is
I rather not live
than have to face reality
Why must you judge me
and think that you know me
When in truth you don't know me at all
I never tell you what I really think
There are many things I hide from you
I only show you what I choose to show you
So don't judge me please
Isn't this bad enough already
Now you have to add this to flames
I don't like talking to you
because in the end I get hurt
In fact I'm still hurt
Sometimes I prefer to be further away
From all that can hurt me
And they sometimes succeed or fail
It's not because they are too cowardly to end their life
We don't really want to die but we just don't know how or we can't stand living like this
We can't endure the pain so we want it to end
Life is too miserable
In reality everything is fucked up
Fine if you say everyone has to live with it
Just some of us are not that strong
and some of us choose not to live this way
No one person is alike
I sleep because I don't like living
I rot because I feel no point living
I can't stand it anymore
I'm not strong to face it
I hate this world
I don't like how it is
I rather not live
than have to face reality
Why must you judge me
and think that you know me
When in truth you don't know me at all
I never tell you what I really think
There are many things I hide from you
I only show you what I choose to show you
So don't judge me please
Isn't this bad enough already
Now you have to add this to flames
I don't like talking to you
because in the end I get hurt
In fact I'm still hurt
Sometimes I prefer to be further away
From all that can hurt me
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