I'm writing this in crayon
Because pencils and pens
Are dangerous.
They won't let me wear my sweatpants
Because they're afraid
I might hang myself.
Our shower towels are just
Tiny squares.
They ask me if I want to die.
Why else would I have taken those pills?
For attention?
Anyone who asks me if I did it
For attention
Deserves to be put in the
Same hell we're in
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
