maybe if i dont say i am, i wont be.
maybe if i pretend to be happy, i will be.
maybe if i keep building these walls, i'll be protected.
maybe if i stopped taking them pills, i'll be fine.
maybe if i bin the blades, the blood will stop gushing out.
maybe if i say i ' i cant do this anymore', he'll be safe.
maybe if buy these bracelets, the scars wont show.
maybe if i lie, the truth will go away.
maybe if i create this false reality, surreality will take over.
maybe if, maybe if!
the truth is, i am depressed, suicidal, sad and fucked up.