I’ll never understand why people think death is bad,

When I die it’ll be the best day I’ve ever had.

Finally being able to end my melancholic life,

It excites me thinking of the end of the strife.

I know there are some who think it’s wrong,

But I think suicide is as nice as a bird’s song.

Being able to choose the way you die,

Is something everyone should get, girl or guy.

For doing so they say I’ll rot in hell,

But The Devil is someone I can easily quell.

After all the misery that she put me through,

So say what you want until your face turns blue.

I’m my own person and I can do as I please,

To kill myself is as easy as a breeze.

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