Am I suppose to die tonight?
Everyone that I care about is depressed tonight.
My sister overdosed, and recovered.
My friend confessed that he was suicidal.
My mother argued with herself.
Two of my friends broke up with each other.
Another one of my friends took "more then recommended" medicine.
And even I want to die.
I'm so close to losing all of them,
Their razor blades will also reach my wrist.
Don't they see that?
I'm depressed as it is,
Why, or why
Can I not cry for them too?