Another day, passes by.
Another day, I sit and cry.
Another day, I do not try.
Another day, I do not die.
It's been a while, since I've bled.
It's been a while, but I still tread.
It's been a while, but I have thoughts in my head.
It's been a while, but I still wish I was dead.
My parents know how I feel.
My parents just wish it wasn't real.
My parents want me to heal.
My parents hope I keep the deal.
But those recurrent thoughts, they'll be my down fall.
But those recurrent thoughts, I try to ignore & stand tall.
But those recurrent thoughts, they make bang my head into a wall.
But those recurrent thoughts, don't let me scream in the hall.
I feel numb, on the outside.
I feel numb, on the inside.
I feel numb, and it's hard to decide.
I feel numb, so I think I'll try suicide.
Someone help me! Someone save me!
Someone help me! Someone save me!
I'm unstable, I'm insane.
I know something's wrong with my brain.
I don't want to die at 14 years old.
It feels like my only option, or so I've been told.
Help me out. I'm giving a shout!
Help me now. I'm asking now!
I can't take it much longer, I know I'll fail.
Either I die in pain, or get out on bail.
The hospital's fine, just fix me please!
I'm begging you! I'm on my knees!
I'm 14 and dying.
I'm cutting and crying.
I'm not even trying.
I'm ready now, my wrists are just drying!
One more tear.
One more knife.
One more year.
I'm ending my life...
