I have depression
I feel alone
I sit in my room
I have a knife next to me
I want to cut
I need to cut
I pick up the knife
I cut my wrist
I have no friends
I feel alone
My arm is bleeding
I walk to the bathroom
Open up the pill bottles
Take a handful
Go back to my room
I cry for hours
I fall asleep
I wonder if I am going to wake up
I wish I could just die
I feel alone
