I'm not a honest guy

I like to hide my pain

I tell lies, don't worry I'm fine

So I don't have to explain

Having problems with my mental health

Prolly should get some help

It's hard to remember a time

When I used to feel like myself

Haven't been happy in a while

I'm not sure where I lost it

Been tryna fake it though

But honestly I'm exhausted

Heads in a bad place

Need help can't think straight

Hannah baker didn't want to live

And lately I can relate

Maybe meds would help

But I'd have to be diagnosed

I'd have a to let a shrink in

Then she'd see the worst

Someday they'll find me dead

Both of my wrist slit

Floating in the bathtub

I finally ended it