To end your life is pure bravery To fail at life is life's serenity At the age of twelve He decided to kill himself He decided, and confided In no-one, nobody else A bullet parts the sparrows And he never said a word Shit soul is bankrupt Making peace with early burial The smoke surrounded Grey grease for all And in a weak voice Screams "I want love!" "Maybe I'm already dead?" To end your life is pure bravery