Why
You ask me what's wrong
I always lie
I'm not okay
But I say I'm fine
Questions are pounding
In my mind
I need answers
To questions like
I'm still here
But why?
I helped my friend
I saved a life
I ran the race
I fought the fight
I did my duty
Why am I still alive?
I did something good
Why am I dead inside?
My quest for answers
Leads me to write
The pain out on paper
Paper that's not white
I made you a promise
Please know I try
But sometimes I wonder
Why I don't try
To bite the bullet
And take my own life
But then I think
If you would try
To do the same thing
And then I know why
If my body was
Into 100, divide
99 things would
Say take your own life
But you are the one
That says stay by my side
I'll be here, I hope
Just help me tonight
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