I’m sure not as much as I did,
Through all my sufferings I lied,
To myself. I thought my wounds were deeply hid.
Although they came to surface I refused to cry,
I said I’d rather die,
Than shed bitter tears from my eyes.
I’m suicidal and I dare,
I totally believe that life isn't fair.
Every time I decided to take my life away,
Something stronger than me urged me to stay.
I wasn't a coward, for I had the guts,
I didn't know what kept me.
But now I realize that a part of me refused to give in,
This part in me had hope for tomorrow.
So friends, through all your pain and sorrow,
Have faith in God and you'll see,
That life is worth what it’s meant to be.
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