Sometimes I'd die
Sometimes I'd cry
But at the end
I never knew why
I'd liked to have stayed
And gotten my chance to play
But at some points in life
It wouldn't go my way
I've always been around
But I'd never quite been alive
I'd always wanted to give
But couldn't always forgive
Somebody said cry
Then somebody said die
But somebody always said to Try
So I've sat in my rooms
Thinking about suicide
And thinking about homicide
But that's when I realized...
All I could do was to Try
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