Greetings everyone, I am right here.
But, you don't see me until I am gone forever.
You are utterly blind to the person present, but, surely, you will get out with candles and flowers after their demise.

You keep telling everyone what is wrong with them, even after a suicide committed, you keep asking what was going on wrong with the person.
You debate with ideas in order to figure out what was wrong with them; when you should be asking, "What is wrong with us?"

You say that the suicidal should share, but excuse me, share to who? You don't pay attention until I...