Is it because you enjoy the pain,
look at you, fragile and withered
What it is that you expect to gain
won't you please take a breather
Or better yet jus' let go of your breath
'cause whether you live or die, either way for you it's still suicide
Graciously sentence yourself to death,
maybe live better in the afterlife you actually might

And only then when you are gone might they remember to remember,
Remember to remember that you were more than jus' a tree standing by the roadside