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Suicide

With every second:
Every breath:
Your one step closer to death:
So why wait on this lonely earth:
Just waiting to be heard:
Youre an outcast:
Thats what you are;
Dreaming and wishing from so far:
People point and laugh:
Call you a freak:
But they dont know you nor me:
They dont know that every night:
You wake up in fright:
The sound of mom and dad:
Why has God made your life so bad? :
So then you pull out a gun;
Still no knowing anyone;
Then BOOM:
They rush into your room:
And now your dead but no one knows why:
And thats the reason you committed suicide