Why do people go through hell just to live when all they are doing is living in hell just to die?

As i look in the mirror i see somebody else cuz i still can seem happy and fool myself

U tell me not 2 cry so i laugh, u tell me not 2 be sad so i smile, u tell me not 2 be so negative so i begin 2 be positive and yet u hate it when i lie 2 u but thats all ur telling me 2 do!!

Calm as the night and emotions grow
darkness places light, deep feeelings show....

Times r bad getting hard im slowly falling apart..who will be there 2 help me get through the night???.....silence n miserable thoughts of suicide.

There is something darker than night, it's called my life.

We said forever and ever and never we would apart one another, I'm still here, but suddenly you disappeared.

Where did everyone go? They all said they would be there through good times and bad, but now it can't get any worse and they had all turned their backs.

My hands are sore, my back as well, you gave me a burden and put me through hell...

We judge so fast, but forget to look at ourselves. What makes one so special from anyone else?