Sitting in the stuffy room

Starting at a phone screen

I think, what am I actually worth

What is there worth living for

Is it worth all the pain?

My parents come onto the room

I put on a happy face and smile

"I love you"

I think, what is worth loving

What is worth caring

What is worth keeping

They ask me what's up

I say, nothing, I'm happy

I think, I'm not worth it

They leave with a smile

I look away with a frown

Eyes flood up with bitter tears

Cheeks feel like a roaring  fire

A large and hard lump in my throat

Knees and lips shake as hard as an earthquake

I look back at the phone

:"Kill yourself"

"Do it"

"I dare you"

I'M NOT WORTH IT!