Exhausted, scared and weak,
Staying quiet, but needing to speak.
Make someone laugh, slap on a smile,
Inside crying all the while.
The smiles and jokes are hiding the pain,
Slowly the dark thoughts drive her insane.
Feelings of worthlessness flooding her head
\'They\'ll do better without me, I\'m better off dead.\'
Reasons to stay, she can\'t seem to find
The love that surrounds, pushed out of her mind.
Not wanting to live, not ready to die,
Does she swallow the pills, or give life one last try?