Confession

I want to kill myself

all of the time

Consolation

You keep thinking what's best for you and you stick to it
Knowing that's not the best but it's for the best
You suck it up and swallow whatever lies ahead for you
Even though it suffocates
But with each step you learn how to accept it
Reality slaps you in the face and it's about time it should
You don't have what it takes to handle what lies in your hands
But you take it accept it endure it because that's for the best
From time to time, it's gonna eat you up
But that's okay
Because at the end of each page, there will always be paper cuts
Paper cuts you know you can handle
It doesn't hurt
It wouldn't hurt
Because what hurts wouldn't make who you are now

?

Does he love you?
Does he still think of you?
Does he miss you?
Does he only talk to you because he knows you will always be there for him?
Does he need you?
Does he only look for you in the wee hours?
Does he still look at you the way you look at him?
Does he talk to you about your feelings?
Does he feel what you feel?
If so, why are you still here for him?