Is it worth it?
Is it worth all the pain I feel?
Why am I still alive,
With all my many thoughts of suicide?
What keeps me here?
What keeps me in this cage called a body?
Why do I think of suicide,
And keep putting it off?
Is it love?
Do I care so much about him?
Is that why I can’t get him off my mind,
No matter what I am doing?
Do I stay for him?
Is it that I worry about what he’d do?
Do I care so much,
About someone I practically just met?
Why have most of my friends abandoned me?
Do I depress them?
Is it my occasional depression,
Does it scare them away?
At least he stays.
So long as I have him,
I won’t disappear.
He is my one happiness that I still have.