I walk through the hallway
Asher looked at me
I have bags under my eyes
I didn't sleep last night
My breathe smells like alcohol
Asher walked up to me
He could smell my breathe
He yelled at me
He said "What the heck man, what's wrong with you!?"
I walked away
He grabbed my arm
He saw my cuts
His face got anger
I pushed him
I yelled at him
I said "I HATE YOU, STAY AWAY!"
I ran away
I went home
I sat on my bed
I thought to myself
Is there a way to not feel this?
There was a knife on my nightstand
I told myself
Should I live or die?