A drop of blood
The sound of a knife
Slicing through skin
Then the end of a life.
Another teenager falls down
Because life became too much to bear
Another teenager gave up
Because they felt it was all so unfair.
Every 18 minutes somebody gives up
And you start to think
What's so bad about cutting
Or taking drugs or drink.
If it's keeping you alive
But then even that turns out bad
Because it kills you in the end
If first, life doesn't drive you mad.
I used to believe
I had the worst life
Now I know I don't
But I still crave that knife.
Tell me why
Thing's reach that point of breaking
So many of us die
Because we're sick of our heart aching.
And it's wrong and I wish it would change
Because I know I will fall victim
To the suicide list
Soon I will be giving in.