They told me if I talked more it would get better.
They told me if I made more friends, I wouldn't be so sad.
They told me if I made a list of things to live for, I wouldn't want to die.
They told me if I listened to happier music I would be happier.
They told me if I focused on school, I would stop focusing on "dark things."
They told me if I was honest with myself, things would resolve themselves.
They told me if I found and outlet for my emotions I wouldn't be so emotional.
They told me if I let myself cry I wouldn't feel so numb.
They told me if I wanted to be better I could.
They told me this phase would pass.
They told me I was portraying the typical teenager; full of angst.
They told me they were worried.
They told me I was scaring them.
They told me a lot of things, but they never asked.
They never asked what was wrong.
They never asked if I was ok.
They never asked if I wanted to talk.
They never asked if I wanted help.
So when it was time for me to leave, I didn't ask, I told them I was gone.
