One Day You think the pain and agony will stop with the slice of that blade to your wrist? As if you think once you're gone you won't be missed? No matter if others believe in you. they don't know how much you grew. How much farther the light has gone. If only your #life could be drawn. If only you could just tell them whats going on. If only you could just get a one day pardon. Because we all just need one day. For one day, we could be okay. The late night, dark, bed lays. With your parents words going through your head. "this is just a phase." As if they don't understand that their words are our drug. And they wonder why when they ask "are you okay?" I just give em a shrug. People put us out to be our own species Asking us questions like our #life is their quiz So when you put that blade in your hand. You aren't the only one in this dark land. There are others all around making a stand. Put the blade away, give me one day, I'll show you that we care. And some way, you'll be okay.