I've seen you everyday around the same time for some months now.
You are very friendly and funny.
You seem to be such a great person.
I don't know much about you, but I do think that.
When I see you, you always seem like a happy person, yes I do think that.
But now I've seen what's on your arm:
Three red lines in a row.
Oh no, don't tell me that you feel this way.
What have you done to deserve it?
What ever happened in life to make you want to die?
I noticed because I care.
I don't know much about you, but I do care.
I care because I know how it feels.
And the feeling is very real.
I would seem stupid to say don't do it, because I do it too.
Hopefully we will both get out of it soon, and look up at the night sky, seeing the beauty of the moon
and everything else.
There is beauty in everything,
it doesn't have to be what is enforced onto us.
I'm sorry that this has happened.
I do wish that there is something I can do.
But I need to take care of myself too.
Hopefully that one day, we will both realize the beauty in everything, and realize that we are both beautiful souls.