A blade, a pill, a cigarette
Anything really...

So who am I
As my identity stands...

You stole away everything good in me
And show no regret...

My eyes bleed
Your eyes don’t search...

Unfold me
Take away the creases...

I am bitter, I am broken
I ask for no pity for I know...

Laugh and smile
When the family’s come to stay...

My mother wakes me
11 A.M on the dot...

My Mom packed my lunch
And made sure my hair was neat...

I tried so hard
To pick up and go on...

I am so tired
I watched you leave...

What is my greatest virtue?
That I love you no matter what...