It’s not fair that those suffering must do it so silently.
Kicking, punching, and cutting so violently
Then putting on a smile, shrugging it off
And saying those words, “I’m fine,” with a scoff
It’s not fair that those suffering must hide their pain
Thinking that if there is pain, they gain
It’s not fair that those suffering must hide their sorrow
Wondering, yet dreading every tomorrow
You could say “Life isn’t fair, deal with it,”
But it’s not the first time those hurting would hear them
So instead of driving them to leave a note,
And then go to target themselves at the throat
Become their lifeline, their savior, their dove
Because right now, the only answer is love.