Sad

Sad how I can’t even take my own life Too scared of what might happen if I do Too scared to cut my veins open with a sharpened knife Do you feel like this too? I don’t believe in a hell or heaven Yet I can’t muster up the courage to do it I’m stuck in this depression I just can’t seem to commit to having my wrists slit I’m sorry I wasn’t more cautious Is this too graphic for you Are you feeling nauseous? Sad that all I’m saying is true? I’m sorry I wasn’t more insincere I should come with a sign DO NOT GET NEAR Maybe all I do is whine Maybe I should just lie and say I’m fine