I speak to myself to get an agreement, to hear what I wish to, things I dont understand..
But I never wrote letters
Never texted
Never blinded

I did try to hug myself
I did try to comfort
I did slap hard and stared at my response in the mirror..

I did hit the wall and whispered it hurts...

I did think I could, I would and I should die..
But I did love me, myself and I