Spoiler
This poem is about my experience with depression. However do not worry I am way better 
Click clock click
The clock goes tick
Drip drop drip
The water goes plip
Eyes opening
wanting to close
listen to the sound
this is how morning goes
Feelings dead
upon my wrist
beads of red
i must resist
Go to school
hide away
avoid the cruel
Keep hate at bay
write some
pop a pill
finally numb
I've had my fill
Goodbye Razor, until then
Tomorrow we will play again.
