The easy way out

one can come and say, "i want to end it all"- your mouth can say, "I'm done" but your heart can say, " YOU HAD BETTER NOT QUIT"- You see the things in life can give so many flowers, but how can we tell that it will devour. All we know is what we know, but how can we see to the unknown. It's easy to give way to the hate, it's nothing but bait. What else is there to do but just say, "ok what else can you do." How long can one stay prime, because it sounds like a crime. I can just end it all right now- but how easy would that be being so sound- one bullet, one gun- all under the rising sun. so how long lust I wait- the easy way out right now isn't what I hate.