Suicide Stricken

I’m asking you to stay cause you ought to,
We build our own comforts, no place is home.
You wear chains in your mind, I wore some too,
You feel earth has left you alone to roam
So you judge yourself for judging yourself,
Thinking smiles on faces means all is well,
And pictures on gram means hunger is fed.

The only one you can’t run from is you,
One thing you owe yourself is peace of mind;
There’s always one willing to lend an ear,
There’s always a hand willing to hold yours,
Speak out so we help each other be free.

Taking what you can’t give isn’t an option,
Love can bail you out of your detention.
Feel no one cares? You’ve been reading from me

Wildkhard [TA]