Because it's five am and I'm lying in bed, bawling my eyes out, wondering what went wrong.
Because it's five am and I'm asking myself if this is all just in my head.
Because it's five am and I don't know if it's depression or hormones.
Because it's five am, and I'm scared of what the future may hold.
Because it's five am and im clutching a bottle of pills in one hand and a razor in another.
Because it's five am, and I really just can't take it anymore.
Because it's five am, and I'm sure I won't make it till six.
