I\'ve decided to tuck away my depression,
Somewhere in between my anxiety and suicide obsessions
I\'ve managed to come clear of my dementia
In a tiny box hidden under my bed, I found all my memories
Overcome with mass hysteria as I let them all in
Making sure to leave nothing behind
Sometimes letting yourself feel, can be the truest forms of remedies
In the corner of the box is a note I wrote to me when I was seven
Such a young boy with a vigorous mind
Who would\'ve thought I would be suicidal by eleven
Not sure what to tell that lil fella now
But I kinda wish he was still here
I am pretty sure I lost him, along the lines
In my multiple suicide attempts
I was brought up by design
To not cry, and when sad to not confine
But beneath all this pride another world exists
In the corner of my heart is a tiny room
Its walls painted with my fists
Since I am a man, I cannot show the world my pain
So I\'ll try this suicide thing once more again
Perhaps with my demise the world will come to realize,
that even the strongest of men, do feel pain.