Another day, another thought. We have more in common than you think.

We're all bound together forever,
By one topic, by one simple word.
The one thing that runs through our minds constantly,
It drives us inane.
It's the only thing that you & I have in common,
We deprive ourself of sleep with these thoughts.
We have different problems but we solve them with the same solutions.
Cutting after a harder day than the day before,
Burning when you have no other choice. 
When someone asks if you're okay, 
You just smile and say of course.
Someday hoping someone will not fall for the lying,
Everyone knows on the inside you're dying.
But no one cares enough to listen to you,
You don't care though.
If you were them you wouldn't listen either. 
You don't want them to burden your problems. 
But our thoughts, as one, are uncontainable, uncontrollable, undeniable. 
What's this thought that goes through our heads daily?
Suicide of course.
The only way out.
The only way to think.
We have different stories,
But the same ending.