• Put down your pen
    Put down that blade

    That poem is a lie
    That blade is not the way

    You see,
    You always have someone

    Just look around
    Just ask aloud

    Don't self destruct
    Don't hurt someone you love

    Whether they share you anguish
    Whether they share your ideals

    By probability
    By laws and theories

    You will always have a home
    You will never be alone