Last Note -

Walk back

Walk back

It’s not worth your life

Get off the bridge

It’s not worth it bro

It’s not worth it

You can do

You can change anything in your life bro

Anything bro

I’m writing this note to you

I’m writing this because

It might be the last time you’ll be hearing from me

Hopefully it ends well

Hopefully you understand

Hopefully my words sync into yourendocrine

Then get relayed into your grey matter

Cos this is a serious matter

At age 20, I became a millionaire

Invested the money in acquiring a land

But I couldn’t buy happiness

I call it 50 shades of sappiness

Maybe I wanted validation from the people all around me

Who were looking down on me because I wasn’t good looking?

Or dressing bloomy

Or dancing around

Posting pictures about me balling

Or in a group all day brawling

Or it was just academics

An epidemic

Or more like pandemic

Causing the highest rate of suicide

Among the youth

When it’s meant to rescue us from the sewers

Or wait

Maybe I’ll blame the schools

Marking us down with brute

Maybe I’ll blame he system

Holding down opportunities

Making sure we don’t seize them

Maybe I’ll blame the president

His country ain’t his resident

So irrelevant

Or maybe I’ll blame my parent

Always singing to my ears

Academics is the only key to success

Or maybe

Maybe I’ll blame God

I’m meant to watch my tongue

But really, with a billion people in his world

I’m only one

Or maybe I’ll blame my self

A freaking introvert

I sit to introspect

Words of wisdom from Gandhi

I hope to disperse

It hit me so hard and I hope I can really converse

Happiness is when what you say

With what you do

And what you think is in harmony

But really I’m in jeopardy

Often I talk to all my friends

They call me stress

They say I’m weak

They call me less

Searching for a true friend

Is becoming a game of chess

With all I have said

I realize the key to happiness is with me

Not academic, not even music

But it’s in my heart, words that I speak

The fact that I breathe

And as long as I breathe

My happiness is attached to me and not anybody

Nor material thing

All I’ve got to say?

Don’t kill your self

Love your life

Just love your self

I’m loving my life

I’m loving the way I’m living my life

I don’t want to ever, ever go back

I’m loving my life

I’m loving the way I’m living my life

I don’t want to ever, ever go back

(Go back)

(Go back)

(Go back)

[Spoken Word: Therapist (Lite The)

The true victim of the suicide isn’t you committing it

It’s the people around you who go through pain everyday of their lives

Wishing they knew about it and they could help you

So be open, speak to people

So, I have a story I want to tell

A friend sent me this

So I felt like it will be the perfect time

Walking through the dark alley

Visibly shaken to the marrows

The evil lurks in her very being

How did she get to this point?

The memories had begun flooding her petrified mind

But she tried, she really did

She tugged at his sleeves with her last strength

Pleading for just an ounce of pity

But he had other ideas

He wanted her body for the grades

And she wasn’t getting out of this

«Stupid girl, wasteful child!» Her father had screamed into her cochlea

But she tried, she really did

She couldn’t help but give in to him

To everyone, she was to blame after all

Her belly grew but the grades never did

Her parents couldn’t afford the church shame

The extended family withdrew

She decided on the comforting solution for everyone

Or so she thought

Tonight was the final straw

She jumped in front of a moving truck and met death with open arms