The End

Put down the gun, take your hand off the trigger

Nothing is worth ending your own life

You say they don't know and they don't understand

all the pain you feel, it cuts like a knife

All the burdens you've carried all this time

and noone was there to carry you

You're so tired of living, of begging for help

of having nowhere to turn, nothing to do

I beg you please, just let me try to help

together we can fix the confidence you lack

put down that gun, you don't want to do this

what you do here, you can't take back

But you don't want to listen to what I say

You think, like the others, this is just pretend

But I really care, I swear I do

a single tear fell down your face as you made it end