People will look at the red lines on my wrist
and the tears lurking behind the mask
and they will continue on
not caring
not offering help
when I need it most
I’m slowly slipping
missing every single ledge
I grabbed one
but my fingers got too tired to hold on
and I’ve given up
I don’t know how to stop
I can't do it anymore
I’ve lost hope and I don’t know how to get it back
I’m being eaten from the inside
and no one can see it
it’s not worth it
I’m not worth it
no one would care
I’m not strong enough