No Reason to Try

Trigger warning: death (the type is up to interpretation)

What’s the point in continuing to try

When there’s an easy solution right here?

But I won’t do it. Too many will cry.

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All of my effort is met with a sigh

And the hours merge into a gray smear.

What’s the point in continuing to try?

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To be loved, I will never qualify

The best solution is to disappear.

Then I can find out if they’d even cry.

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I sense their faces looking in to pry.

I hope they enjoy the presence of fear,

Seeing the knife. What do they think I’ll try?

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When I bring it up, they always deny

That they’ve ever said something insincere.

Don’t console me if you wouldn’t even cry.

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I want to see the scared look in your eye.

I want to do it with all of them near.

There’s no point in continuing to try.

I WILL do it. I don’t care if you cry.