Am I a bad person
For the time I swallowed
All of the pills
You spent your rent money on?

Or that time
That I slit my wrists
And bled all over your rug
To get your attention?

How about for that time
I screamed all night long
Until I woke up the neighbors
And thought my lungs would burst?

Am I a bad person
For all the ways I have tried
Over the years
To fight off my sadness?