Maybe a drink, Maybe a pill
Something to do the trick.
Make a sad girl happy and smile really quick.
Maybe a cigarette, maybe a drive.
Someone please stop this hell inside.

Maybe a hug. Maybe a talk.
Maybe a drink. Maybe a walk.
Someone please reach out to help me numb this pain. Take about these suicidal thoughts and make me sane.

Take away the sadness I feel so deep within. I’m drowning in my misery and it’s paperweight thin. I’m so close to losing my shit.

I looked in the mirror to cut my own hair, looked in the mirror to see mascara running down my face.
I clench my jaw, my shirt, trying to keep the breathing a steady pace.
Anxiety attacks are no stranger to me
Trust me I can feel my body tightening
Trying to calm myself down with some writing

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