At The Lunch Table

You could never know the situation I’m in

I’d rather you go away and say nothing to me

I ran out of money two days ago, I’ll eat my words for lunch again

It’s not my fault you want a friend

Don’t tell me your name, please don’t tell me your name

My train of suicidal thoughts are getting off track

You’re asking me a million questions I can’t focus on the pain

I just want to keep my head down

I haven’t showered in weeks, I’m running on only a couple hours of sleep

Yet here you are speaking thoughts louder than me

How dare you!

How dare you care enough to reach a hand out

I barely stand out

But you’ve noticed me still

Who do you think you are allowing me to be heard?

I’ve never had a voice, barely had a friend

And here you are day after day sitting next to me

Pretending like you want what’s best for me

I’m tired of seeing your face, tired of everything

Just leave me the FUCK, ALONE!

We’re both better off that way

Please, stay a little while longer.