Realize
Theres no poin anymore you whisper under your breath
As you slip the rope around your neck
Before the chair get nocked over our baby sister walks in
You step down and start to talk to her
Your realize if you die your sister wont have anyone to look up to
You realize your parents will struggle
You realize you will leave your best friend
You realize everyone will miss you
You realize your life is worth it
You realize you are perfect the way you are
Realize you are better when you are yourself
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