To end your life is pure bravery
To fail at life is life's serenity
At the age of twelve
He decided to kill himself
He decided, and confided
In no-one, nobody else
A bullet parts the sparrows
And he never said a word
Shit soul is bankrupt
Making peace with early burial
The smoke surrounded
Grey grease for all
And in a weak voice
Screams "I want love!"
"Maybe I'm already dead?"
To end your life is pure bravery