You listen to stories
Of people giving up
They've no hope left
Determined they have no luck

They take your lives
and your breath too
As you listen to their friends recall
That it couldn't, it couldn't be true

Your friends don't see it
That same way
And you live in fear
It could take them one day

The fear of them giving up,
accepting loss
Sometimes you feel paranoia
Sometimes just cross

Why does it have to be their choice
Whether they take a life
Don't they think about the friends
Knowing it only took one knife

One sharp blade to make you fall
Makes one more story to tell to all