Tied noose around my neck.
I'm crying, scared as heck.
Why is thinking an ease?
Shouldn't acting be a breeze?
Wanted to jump, but I call you.
Everyone says "right thing to do."
No matter what I can't die.
Brain just won't let me try.
So many thoughts I've had before,
I can't even count anymore.
I'm tired of playing this game.
Recovery should be my aim.