So many nights I've laid there and cried
Blind to all the others that spend their nights
Laying there crying, Just like myself
Wishing to simply be removed from their hell
What would happen if I stopped and thought
Perhaps this is a battle worth more fought
Instead of shying away from the gun
Perhaps I should be the one beckoning the sun
To shine into the eyes and into the hearts
Of everyone else like myself, broken and ripped apart
Maybe if I took the time to listen and see
I could save someone and maybe they could save me
