I’m just flesh and bones

While my voice drones

on and on with empty word

Surely you have heard

I’m a time bomb ticking off

Ready to blow at a little puff

I’m not just angry but also sad

Explains why I constantly act bad

What was I given in life?

A sharp and cutting knife.

4 years that I have done self harm

But it wasn’t only on my arm

On my stomach and on my thighs

Bringing me short, hollow highs.

And here I am with tears

That have built up over years

Running down my face

Feeling like a disgrace.

And what do I have to prove?

When I’m too depressed to move.

Life has no meaning

As I lay leaning

Over the edge of life and death

Hoping to draw my last breath.

Give me a reason to stay

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