Hey how are you?
I'm fine,
I'm fine is I'm not doing well
I think I might just end my life tonight
What's up
Nothing much just the same old
The same old
Is cutting my skin and later call my scars tattoos
Do you wanna go out
No I'm okay, I just want to be indoors probably write poetry
Write poetry
Is having a conversation with my pen and notebook
Maybe it's my anxiety telling me
To lock myself inside to avoid being judged by people,
how ugly I am amongst all my friends
Wait anxiety says I'm just being paranoid
No my demon's say I'm suicidal.
_Tao