I crawl out of bed from another sleepless night. My family tells me to "look alive." But they don't realize how hard that is when I feel so dead inside.

Everyone has a self destruct button.

Some will never know their own. Some will live

In fear. Some mask it, being a glutton.

However, the most I know will relive

The night it happened. A time of weakness

When they pushed it and drove themselves insane.

Each story has a certain uniqueness.

But please, I beg of you, try to abstain

From acting upon the thoughts inside that

Evil brain. Stop forming your fingers in

To guns, instead of that take a look at

The good things in your life that make you grin.

Because you see, everyone has at least one

Good thing that can make them put down the gun.

I just wish there was something to look forward to from here. When we were little we were promised endless fun at parties, sneaking out, relationships, and best friends that you can tell everything to. Now that we're teenagers, we do endless studying, mountains of homework, and deal with relentless drama. We're now promised bills that could put you in debt, work every day, and lots of responsibilities. So what's there to motivate you to keep going on with life?

You could have the whole world and still not be happy. Because it's not about the material items and the possessions; it's about what goes on inside your brain when no one is there to stop the thoughts from overpowering.