Holding the knife
In my hand
Tears so hard
I can barely stand
I want to end it
Make it better
I know what I would say
What I would write in the letter
Depression sucks
It hurts so bad
Nobody understands it
They just think I\'m sad
Anxiety is tough
I can\'t find a cure
This is the only thing
That is pure
It\'s not pure
Not at all
But atleast I will be the only one hurt
When I fall
Why can\'t I do it
Just one little slice
Like butter
It would be so nice
I can\'t cut
I can\'t die
All I can do
Is sit here and cry