I am sitting here
looking at a bottle of pills
They are sitting there
taunting me
"You want me"
"You need me"
"We can end your pain, just as long as you take enough"
So I take 20
I am still feeling fine
So I take another 20
now I am starting to get al little headed
So I decide to take 20 more
And now my body is starting to get weak
I decide that I just don't want to live
So I decide to take 40 more
Then I drag myself up to my room
Because I finished the bottle
And there were no more
So I call my boyfriend
And cry and tell him what I did
He tries to calm me down
But it didn't work
I hang up the phone and remember
I have some in my purse
So I go get my purse
And I take the 17 pills that I get in there
By the time I got done taking 17 pills
My boyfriend called me 10 times
So I finally answered my phone
All I got to say was "I love you and I'm sorry"
Then I passed out
I woke up the next morning and theres his face
He snuck into my house
because he just wanted to be with me when I woke up
Just to make sure that I was ok
He gave me a kiss and held me close
Then he hung out with me all day
Just to let me know
That he loves me
