You get those people who try to judge you for thinking you weren't enough.
Who try to call you out on how you believe that no one is there.
Because obviously there's someone who cares.
You've got it all, you're good enough.
A mum, a dad, a life, a friend.
So how could you possibly want your beautiful, perfect life to end?
Good at school, perfect grades.
How on earth could you not have faith.
So many friends and a roof over your head.
So many plans for the future ahead.
You have it all so tell them now,
What could be the cause of your frown.
Sometimes it's not you,
And actually always,
There's a voice in your head
Trying to fill up the noise.
Your delusional mind,
Takes control inside,
It's not always you,
That commits suicide.
So before you speak of what you don't know,
Try to understand why they had to let go.
Don't blame them and don't spit on the name.
Because if you were them,
You'd be feeling exactly the same.
