Our Youth Has Been Cut Short By Wallowing In Self Pity

"Our Youth Has Been Cut Short By Wallowing In Self Pity"

I have pondered, considered my mortaility
Attached it to another, but still no reason to live
Searched for excuses for far too long
There are no more, having considered ending it all
And for what achievement? What to gain?
To become a memory that in many will fade
Risk to crush and burden a cherished few
There is no glamour, no glory, no praise
In throwing life and all it holds away
The sooner that is understood, more better off we'll be
Who wants to lean on crutches so heavily?
Why not be proud to stand on your own two feet?
Find your strengths, although you feel weak
Do not take these words as been there's, and done that's
For I have walked both miles, lived both lives
Have come the the conclusion that it's not my time
To give it all away, without saying goodbye
Leaving those around me wondering why
So why glorify heartache? why use it as weight?
For social acceptance, for sympathy's sake
A beacon of light that hides in the dark
Understand it's not how you act, it's the person you are...