Pity

I think of all of those people
Who wish everything to end
They threaten to end it all
With a wound that will never mend

I look at them with disgust
But them with a look of pity
Because they have never had
A life like that of most the city

They probably don’t like it
How we pity them so
But we don’t want to lose them
And I think that they do know

I wish that they were happy
And didn’t want to do
What they thought was the only way
To end their life so through