How many days have you been alive
In this world where your parents put you in without your consent
I guess million days like I am

How many times you've been on ****** days
Where everything is ****** up from day to night
Thousand times, right?

How many people called you, bullied you
Leaving words a mark on your every part
I bet a hundred

How many demons you have in yor mind right now
Whispering you to end things
Assuring you
Lying to you
I know it's not lower than ten

How many YOUs do we have
That makes everything so lovely with a smile
We only have ONE

You may have a billion reason to end yourself
But your existence that makes people around you so lovely is the most beautiful reason why you don't have to.

I am happy to feel your existence