I cry often these days
Silently singing to keep
Away the bad thoughts

In the shower and
In my bed
Walking home when no one sees

I cry often these days
And I think
I think about suicide

And how it could solve
All my problems
Down to the last bone

But I'm too much of
A coward
        No, that's makes you strong

No, can't you see?
I'm crumbling and drying up
        I think your life is just about
             To begin