Why

Life is like a toothache
Better when it�s gone
Why bother living with it
When you can put a permanent end to it

What�s the point of continuing
When it never gets better
I look toward my family
And all I see is pain

Maybe some are destined to be miserable
And there is no escaping
So why is the ultimate escape
So forbidden, so horrid to most

We can choose our future
What makes this so different
Why should anyone care
What we do with our lives