You weren't even at the end,
And you threw it all away;
You were tripping with your friends,
When you cried for help that day.

Something snapped inside your head,
And soon, the gun was in your hand;
Would they care if you were dead?
Would they even understand?

So you walked into the woods;
No one followed after you;
No one knows how long you waited,
To see if a friend would rescue you.

I'd never met you in my life,
But I heard from someone else;
And it's just so sad that someone
Didn't save you from yourself...

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