Stress and other problems
Make our lives lose all control
Some can deal with issues
Because that's how they roll
But others, well, they aren't as strong
And they need to find a way
To come up with a solution
To make it through the day
There's groups that they can turn to
To unload what they feel
To some, there is not problem
That others see as real
Some drink and turn their minds off
While others turn to drugs
These are just blocking the problem
While others turn to hugs
Depression is a crisis
That's affecting many who
Would rather talk of taxes
Than why they're feeling blue
It's a dark and lonely cavern
When depression gets your soul
You just want to close your world off
You just want to find a hole
Now, others choose the method
To deal with all this strife
They choose to end their problems
By ending their own life
This sure isn't the answer
There are people on your side
You sure won't find the answer
On the other side
But, what if all your problems
Seem so much larger than you are
And you have no one to turn to
No matter who you are
There has to be an answer
To stop the death of one so young
As a grade 5 boy who killed himself
Because a bully thought it fun
To beat him up, and knock him down
And then to steal his phone
There has to be an way
To show them they are not alone
Now, adults have their outlets
To help them, and to stay alive
Please someone can you help?
The young lad in grade five
There's not a magic bullet
To help them when they keep it in
But, ****** somehow, somewhere
This is a fight these kids can win.