Girl of 16
  Whole life ahead of her
  Slashed her wrists
  Bored with life
  Didn't succeed
  Thank the lord
  For small mercies
    Fighting back the tears
  Mother reads the note again
  16 candles burn in her mind
  She takes the blame
  It's always the same
  She goes down on her knees
  And prays
    I don't want to start
  Any blasphemous rumours
  But I think that God's
  Got a sick sense of humor
  And when I die
  I expect to find Him laughing
    Girl of 18
  Fell in love with everything
  Found new life in Jesus Christ
  Hit by a car
  Ended up
  On a life support machine
    Summer's day
  As she passed away
  Birds were singing
  In the summer's sky
  Then came the rain
  And once again
  A tear fell
  From her mother's eye
    I don't want to start
  Any blasphemous rumours
  But I think that God's
  Got a sick sense of humor
  And when I die
  I expect to find Him laughing
    Ssss....