Here's a Question

Do you really still have a reason?
A reason to hurt yourself?
A reason to believe in
Do you like to hurt us
You're always bringing old stuff up
Thinking it will help
But see, we've had enough
We've been with you from the start
And let me tell you
We've given you our hearts
And tried to stay true
To help you
To help cure you
But still it seems you don't want to be happy
Then you want to claim we're mean
We cant see why you think
Think we dont care
And we're not being fair
See, in our eyes
You're not sick
You just bought all the lies
They just gave you a reason
A reason to continue
Even with their help
You still hurt yourself
Now that you're away
And now remain to stay
In one place
Where you love all the faces
You refuse to be glad
That you no longer have a reason to be sad
So here's my question
Do you still have a reason?
A reason that you believe in?