It would be no surprise
If I committed suicide,
Forget the overdue goodbyes
Wishing momma wouldnt cry.
Soon on desperate wings I'll fly
Looking down sky high,
Passing other weary people die.
Till then I'm watching the rolling tide
On my Lakeview drive
Chained to this life
Dead inside.

You are loved.
Even if it's not by her or him
You are loved.
That man that smiles at you
Or the woman that likes all your sad posts
You are loved.
If your father never hugged you
Or your mother was never around
You are still loved by many
Before you hurt yourself
Look at who you will hurt by doing so
That little boy that looks up to you
That co worker that you make laugh
Don't forget you are loved and will be missed