The morbid Westlife inspired poem
It's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky It's easier to dig your own grave when it's the sound of eternal silence that you crave It's hard to drown in the deep blue sea when there are jumping dolphins that can set you free It's easier to live in a dream when in reality you can't help but scream It's hard not to crash when your driving is terribly rash It's easier to pull the trigger when you don't have access to a razor It's hard not to laugh when you see a purple giraffe It's easier to allow the ropes to snap when you can't anymore bear to deal with crap It's hard to not suffocate when your heart is full of angst and hate It's easier to jump from a great height when there exists in you no longer the will to fight It's hard to draw courage when you can't seem to locate a bridge It's easier to let it all burn when you're sure you won't get what you yearn.