To another I am the repair.
To some I am amazing,
and some go by unfazed.
To you I may be intriguing-
or boring-
unbelieving-
or ignoring-
and to myself I am the key;
if I press me I�ll delete.
To few I am the evil
but some see me as simple.
Some think I�m too complicated,
and others think I�ll break.
They all think I�m crazy-
a lot can see I�m lazy-
but to me I am the key;
if I press me I�ll delete.
You may have pulled the trigger
but the bullet was my brain.
You may have slit the wrist
but I in fact unleashed the pain.
You may have swallowed the bottle
but I am still the pill-
the danger, stranger, amazer;
find me if you will.