I'll try not to kill myself

"Love you, too" I call out to my mom As I enter my room. And as soon as the door shut closed, I fall to the floor, My head in my hands, Crying vigorously. "I'm sorry, Oh I'm sorry" I cry out to nothing, My room still and non-responding. Curling up onto the floor, Breathing heavily as I sob some more. "Why did I lie, straight to my mom's face? That I was alright, and not mentally off pace?" I mummer to myself before sitting up straight, Staring over to the razor blade underneath my pillowcase. "Its not worth it" I lie to myself now, But It's always worth it to bleed your heart out. So I wander over to my bed, And get out all the rage. "At least I didn't kill myself... But maybe another day"