Thoughts are more destructive than knives
Words give ideas to contemplate life
Trying to hide, there are no more smiles
All because of what’s injected to a lost mind And there are so many forms of SI
Trying to control something over the lies
Too much, only leading to suicide

Are you laughing now that it is their goodbye?
Don’t make them count against you as another problem
Pick your own actions wise
What you pick to do, you can choose
Who you wanna be, you can foresee
Or foresee the consequences of being mean
This is playing with real life, not a game or dream