suicidal

Have you ever been suicidal alone in your room Stared at the walls til it was late afternoon Not brushed your teeth or taken a bath Or sat in your closet with all the pills that you have Have you broken the mirrors and cut yourself bleeding Just to be sure it's real pain you're feeling Closed all the windows and locked all the doors Glared at the sky till you fell to the floor Twisted your hair into tangled knots Slept under tables till the wood starts to rot Smoked cigarettes backwards But only on Sundays Felt safer in a psych ward Than you do any other place Built nothing but walls Then tried to escape From your head and the rest Of the mess that you make