So what if I'm depressed
so what If I cut till I'm sick
Don't act like you cared before
I tried to commit suicide but you didn't give a shit
I swear I've tried so hard
to not let it get this far
But in the end
All that's left are my scars.
I don't get it
You say that you'll be there
but when I ask
You say you're busy. Like you care.
I've tried to die
so many times
I've written that note
I hate my life
Still you refuse to take some time
Because it's wasted from your precious life
What if I said I don't value mine
Would you care? Nope you wouldn't even say goodbye
"I'm here until the end"
What a lot of bull shit
If my life is a job
well then. I quit.
