Hockey is the reason I chose not to end myself at the start
Now, rough doesn’t even begin to explain it – at all
Haunting me for years, was something that I tried to hide
It didn’t go well – if you didn’t notice – didn’t go well at all
I remember starting to cry – oh, why the hell was I crying?
And then I remember being asked – what is wrong?
I barely remember what Madison said – someone had died
But I sure as hell remember what I screamed.
“I want to kill myself!”
I couldn’t keep it in any longer – but I shouldn’t have let it out
My whole team heard me, they heard what they did
I just don’t think they thought they would heard it from me
Good God. Writing this sounds like a story book to me
But sadly, only I know how true this is – how pathetic
I remember the next day – going to Sheppard Pratt
I didn’t want them to admit me – to call me suicidal
But who am I kidding when I say that I don’t want to die?
But – do you know what made me smile that same night?
The Pittsburgh Penguins and the Chicago Blackhawks
The two most meaningful teams to me – made me smile
I don’t remember their score – I don’t remember if they won
But Sidney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin and James Neal
And Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane and Patrick Sharp
All managed to save my smile for another long week
I can’t pass up a chance to see those boys in action
And if – one day – I get the chance to meet any of them
There’s one thing that I’ll tell them.
“Hockey is the reason I chose not to end myself at the start.”