Tune: Regret message, Ikanaide(Don't go in English)
Dark themes: Bullying, Depression, Suicide

Please don't tell me who you are,
Don't tell me who I am.
Please don't tell me that you'll help
There's nobody who can.
Please don't tell me about the future
Or of tomorrow
'Cause you just won't understand
That I want to let go.

So don't say that you knew how

Sticks and stones won't break my bones,
But words tear up my heart.
I hear your jeers, but won't show tears,
They won't stop if I start.
Instead of sad, try to be mad
Everything will be fine.
It won't end, so do it again
And a hundred more times.

Don't bother telling me to stop,
Because I'm sure I won't.
Don't tell me that I never cried,
How do you know I don't?
Don't tell me you ever cared,
I know you're one to lie.
I hate to see reality,
So let me say goodbye.

So don't bother saying that you knew I

Pretend to be fine after your lines,
As if they didn't hurt me.
Later on, when they're all gone,
Try to forget in my stories.
So go on, forget what you've done,
It's not like your conscience works.
Keep throwing knives of names and lies
And other scarring words.

Don't tell me that you're sorry
Why bother starting now?
Don't you see, my world's burning
Soon it will all crash down.
Don't plead for me to wake up
Because I plan to stay.
Don't tell me that others will cry
They can learn to forget anyway.

So don't throw away your life too

No more lies, you've run to save your life
From these dancing flames.
These burning beams, will lead me to my dreams,
And freedom from the pain.
With paper and ink, I'm at the brink
Of writing this tale's end
When everything's done, and the dark will have come,
What stories might I see then?

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A/N: No, I'm not planning to commit suicide, and this isn't some sort of final-moment-of-life's-memorable-glory note . Why you should trust my word? I did this last Friday and you haven't heard my news of a fire breaking out due to a girl setting it on fire, how you? Believe me, I'm sane and not in depression. And by now, shouldn't you people have at least understood that I can't do happy things? Well truth be told, I get teased at in school. I get mad, and that's it. I don't really get hurt, more of stressed out want and to kill them. Another proof: no student murders have been reported recently right? In any case, the only shred of me in that is how I unstress myself by making stories and how I don't really mind getting hit by the projectiles in school(too much). What projectiles? Paper balls, pens, books, highlighter, water rocket, and in gym time, Basket/volley balls.

Anyway, you get the point right? Just a regular suicide song. Wondering if I could do one. A student gets bullied and doesn't show how much it affects her/him(you know what? I'm just using her. All of my song/stories protagonists are girls if you haven't noticed). She just pretends to ignore it or get mad despite how much it hurts. She makes up stories to help forget what happens. Eventually, she can't handle it anymore so she decides to kill herself by burning down the school(or more specifically her classroom but logically the fire would spread so....). Why? Because she thinks that if she does, no one else will get hurt by being in the class due to her actions and that she might finally be happy by making stories forever when she dies. (Another difference: I have the common sense that tells me if I did that, it will be a lot of trouble to fix and the faith that tells me that if I die, I will most certainly not be seeing an empty black oblivion but either an eternity in heaven or hell[I told you in the A/N that was the first chapter that I as a Christian, just one that isn't very positive{yes I'm being a kind of hypocrite but I try to stop. I made this out of boredom, okay? Also, back to the story because I've run out of brackets}]). As she does this, the bully sees her and tries to convince her to stop. As you can expect, the one who drove her to do it isn't the best person to stop her. The door's locked by the way, so he can't get in. Eventually, she tells him to leave, whether she actually cared about his life or if she said that just to be alone is up to you. He leaves, and once again, it's up to you to think of why. He could have left to save himself, because he gave up, because of guilt, or to try getting help. Am I giving you a sort of personality test to see if you view their choices as optimistic? You choose that too. In the end, she's alone and accepts her death, even wondering what stories she might come up with when she dies.

Ikanaide is actually most if not all of it. I only add Regret Message because the end should have the same echoey tune of finality. I'm beginning to wonder myself if this has become my favorite instrument....oh well. Piano will do for this, or maybe violin. Just make it sad.

Goodbye and I assure you that I plan to live for as long as God wants me to.