my brother told me not to use to cope
but too late, i have become a dope
need this to balance my stress
in order to worry less

he told me he's seen early signs of depression in me
man, i hope my problems aren't so clear to see
they call me strong but i feel so weak
waking up every morning wondering if i'll see next week

i can't tell anyone about my subtle suicidal tendencies
for fear they'll send me away to mental facilities
my dad paid 15k to see my succeed
but no money can make my mind feel freed

i miss her everyday.

poetry's a part of me, but without her i have no eyes to see,
left like Odysseus out in sea

everyone needs someone in this life
i know because without her i don't feel alive
to fix this, no scientific formula can be contrived

maybe
just, maybe
if i jump off this ledge i'll be fine,
finally free, up in the sky i will shine.