Trust me

My eyes glaze
Looking straight through the haze
Surrounding your face
Most people avoid
What doesn’t bring them joy
So they stay wrapped in tin foil
For the rest of they’re days
But I see through
I see you
In your room
With a knife
Wondering why life
Has so much strife
A little more can’t hurt
But it isn’t worth
Seeing the blood squirt
Think to your future, your past
The pain won’t last
The squirt
Of that blood can’t be worth
The hurt
It causes later, the strife
In your life
Won’t stop with that knife
The world is bigger than your room
And you
Are strong so push through
These rough days
Foil
The bad and bring joy
Into your life but never avoid
My face
Get out of the haze
And don’t glaze
The truth in sugar
It doesn’t work
Trust me