Has anyone ever ask you if you are "ok"?

My respone has always been "I'm fine" 

But I've never really been fine

Depression and obsession

The dark side, the best side

This is all inside of me

A cutter, but now I'm mentally sick

 

Has anyone ever asked you if you "are scared to die"?

My respone will always be no

Because I'd rather be dead then alive

In death, there is eternal peace

But in life I'm just a broken piece

A broken piece of a shattered mirror

One that depicted the image of my life

Now lying in shards at my feet

 

Has anyone ever told you "I love you"?

I say it back with full intent, but inside

Inside my mind

My thoughts are a race

Is this for real? Or just another fake?

 

Has anyone ever told you "trust me"?

But all I can think of then, is how can I?

I'm in this movie with people in masks 

Everyone is just acting out their parts

And I am the one who dies, because I'm terrified to be alive

 

Has anyone ever told you "I'm here for you"? 

But how can you be there for me if you know nothing about me?

I hide, for I'm scared to be me

All because of society

 

Has anyone ever asked you "how's your day"?

And all I've ever wanted to say is it's shit

But instead I reply with "it's fine"

 

I'm stuck in this movie with people in masks

And when you find someone who took it off

Life seems to come afloat

But when that person never seems to come by

Then inside you slowly start to die

And the day will come

When you are hung in the air

No breath

Because of it