Decisions....

Tick tock
goes the clock
but i can't sit still

from 6 to 7
from 10 to 11
i swallow one more pill

forth and back
from white to black
and i can't quiet my head

to stay or go
how should i know
at this point, i'd rather be dead

so many why's
i can't decide
why is this happening now?

but the pain, it ache's
as my heart breaks
the only question left is how

i don't want to choose
there's too much to lose
someone else should pick

i wish i knew
someone tell me what to do
am i really that sick?

how long will i weep?
will i ever sleep?
i'll make just one more cut....

fine, i decide no
it's easier to stay than go
but my eyes, they still won't shut

it's just too hard
to mend the scarred
there's no point in even trying

i'm not okay
and i'll never be that way
so, go away and leave me crying