If you hate me, tell me.
If you’re my friend, show me.
If you love me, prove it to me.
If you think I’m a monster, tell me.
If you like me, show me.
If you think I’m beautiful, prove it to me.
If you want to get to know me, tell me.
If you think we should be more than friends, show me.
If you think you know me, prove it to me.
If you lied, tell me.
If you think of me as gross, show me.
If you think I have purpose, prove it to me.
If you think I’m a freak, tell me.
If you think I’m your baby, show me.
If you never loved me, prove it to me.

strange visitors
a locked corridor
hushed whispers
unexplained moans

You tell me to stop being crazy,
I tell you to give me a reason to be sane.
You tell me to stop being depressed,
I tell you to give me a reason to be happy.
You tell me to stop cutting my wrists,
I tell you to stop giving me reasons to.
You tell me not to **** myself,
I tell you to give me a reason not to.
You scream "Why?!" when you find my body,
My suicide note tells you I had every reason to.