This, is a plea from my heart.

My dear friends,

You are my life, my center, my will to live,

Without you, I would have been gone a long time ago.

You however, have not yet found that will to live,

Or at least you think you haven’t.

Those pessimistic and cynical values that you hold so dear to you,

Are blinding you from the truth! Please open up your eyes,

Before it’s too late.

You, my friends, tell me secrets which I will never divulge,

Yet these secrets and miseries worry me greatly.

I am filled with anxiety, uneasiness, and sadness every time your woes reach me.

How am I to know that you won’t react in a drastic way?

How am I to know that you can handle such pressure?

I’ve seen what you all go through, I’ve been where you have all been,

But still I worry.

You hold in your anger, your grief,

Filling your mind with such melancholy thoughts.

You hold it in, like a cup filled with water, your anger, until it over flows.

And I am scared and worried that that cup will overflow soon,

Releasing your rage, your furious passion, your mournful sorrow.

It’s like an explosion, with one event adding to the other until you cannot take it anymore.

One incident can ignite a flame that you might not be able to put out.

Why do you hold in such grieves?

Why do you pretend that the world doesn’t love you, that you don’t exist?

Why do you believe that such happiness can never be obtained?

"If you aren’t remembered, you never existed"

Why do you believe that you won’t be remembered?

Dammit, stop criticizing yourself, stop this "woe is me" crap!

You think it’s always too late, you’ll never be able to regain what shred of happiness you once had.

You have your life to live out, you have life! Cherish it!

Cherish your life, the good times that have outweighed the bad, think about it!

Don’t give me some sh!t that you’ve never had happiness,

Don’t give me this crap that you’re never loved

If that’s what you think, then I guess I account for nothing!

I guess my worries that these causes will lead you to suicide mean nothing!

Nothing at all to you!

Yea, that’s right, I worry,

I worry all the time about you.

I’m asking you, I’m begging you,

Please control, calm, erase, whatever it takes, just get rid,

Of these thoughts that make you feel unhappy

Don’t hold and build up your anger, don’t let it get the best of you,

Before it’s too late.

Find your will to live, live it!

Experience life!

Live!

I don’t want to lose you.