I sat there all morning till the evening
Not a clue of what’s going to happen
But I stayed and breathed

Ate a few and drank
Wished it was ***** though sadly it was not
I don’t even like the taste of ***** but I still wished it was

It’s not fun when I’m alone with my thoughts
It’s not fun to be at all
Especially when it makes me want to die

I sat there all morning till evening
Dreading for tomorrow to come
The thought of it made me want to close eyes forever