Why is it always me who has to help the suicidal people?
I mean, fuck.
I try to help and all they do is push me away.

So, I said fuck it. I'm helping anyway.
I told him "Let me in" and he finally did.

He's going to be admitted hopefully.
If you see me not so frequently online or I'm not answering much, I'm probably busy helping him or venting.

Fuck fuck fuck.

I JUST wanted to GIVE UP
But I didn't. That's good right?
For fuck's sake, I hope he gets better.
He says he won't, but I really hope he does.

He wants to change, but he doesn't know how.
He wants to be a different person, run away, kill himself because he thinks he's never going to be good enough for anyone.

I mean, seriously.
HE CAN CHANGE.
Right?
Everyone can change if they put their hearts to it.

Or mind.
God I'm such a horrible friend.
I can't even give advice without saying fuck it.

Just talk yourself up and tear yourself down
You've hit your one wall, now find a way around
Well, what's the problem? You got a lot of nerve

So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No, you can't run away, no, you can't run away
You wouldn't

I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away