Yellow walls surround me as I
Crouch into fetal position
With my back against the toilet
My mother banging on the door
Yelling begging me to open
I drown her out with my sobbing

I was clinically depressed
But this was my first thought about
Suicide

I wanted to **** myself but
I was scared and didn’t know how
Instead I cried myself to sleep
With disappointment in myself
Sobbing within those yellow walls