You goto the hospital when sick
You goto a therapist when you’re wrists are slit
You goto a friend when you’re about to tick
But who do you goto when it all goes to ****?

When everything collapses
When you’re tired of taking lashes
When everyone has their back turned
At another funeral but you can’t mourn
When you can’t look in the mirror because it’s shattered
Not like the image you saw mattered
Shattered into pieces you can’t put together
You believe things won’t get better
Your fingers are cut your face full of tears and your ears are ringing
You pray to take away the pain that’s lingering
You plead with your life
Is it enough?
No life is wicked and cruel and thinks you’re calling bluff
He reaches out to you with a smile
But when you reach out he pulls back with a frown
Try again you that eraser to crease your frown
But you can’t undo the destruction done
So you put on a mask and pretend it’s fun