535,000
31,484
12.5 per 100,000
Go out to the car
Sloooow actions
Sweaty palms, sweaty back, sweat dripping down your face
Shut the door
A loud SLAM! in the night
Close your eyes
Hurt yourself
End your life

32,000 every year
Once every 16 minutes
8th ranking cause
More hurt themselves than hurt others

Go upstairs
Close the door
Pull the scissors off the desk
And hover over your wrist
Shaking shaking quivering
Start at it STARE
Doorknob turns
Quick! Hide
Hide the weapon, hide yourself
Stay still…
Door swing open…
Stare at the feet…
Scared…

All these kids, all these people, all these people
Not happy in this world would rather be in another place happier with no cruelty and a place where they can love and have fun
A place unlike any other, a place unlike the world we live in now, where violence happens, and people die, and people break up, and people cry, and people are shy, and people don’t want to die but some do

Because they don’t like this place, they don’t like the people, they don’t like the feelings and aching and sinking and begging and flinching and not helping and spitting and raving and eyeing and spying
No they don’t like this place at all
And we are the ones hurt, we lose the loved ones, we feel bad and sorry because its all our faults, we didn’t see it coming, we didn’t notice, we didn’t help
It’s all us
Now we’re sad, depressed, we can’t get over it, we can’t do anything now
This place this society this town this world needs some cleaning up, some organizing, some take-out-the-trash
And maybe then, maybe then, just think
We might still have our families