you look at your clock; 03:48.
you're laying down on your cold, hard,
floor with your hands in your hair, and wet cheeks.
you're thinking about those who care for you.
they're still here,
they just don't know you're hurting
you're thinking if you died, they'll pretend you didn't exist.
you're awfully wrong, my dear.
ever been to funerals?
they're sad.
usually, you'll go to funerals of people you don't really know.
now, imagine your body, wrapped up in white cloth,
in a room full of people crying.
who would those people be?
they're the people you just thought of.
now we're back again in your room and the time is 04:13.
you're overthinking now, about whether they'll still remember you till they die.
listen here.
you existed in this world.
you made people smile.
you made memories with them.
you did shit in your life that people will remember you by.
so what if its just a few people?
its better than none, isn't it?
so what if you hurt people?
they'll forgive you anyway.
we're all humans and we make mistakes.
put that blade down, and think.
'is it worth hurting myself?'
they'll just be scars in the future that you can't erase.
think about those who care for you.
they'll think they're helpless to you.
and the cycle continues.
so,
get your ass up
and get your shit together.
its gonna be hard, i know.
but, try?
at least try it for me.
i wanna see all of you here succeed.
and i mean all :')
