I look at my wrists and see my scars
And begin to wonder if yours look the same
And I wonder if your mother checks your wrists every day
The picture I have of you doesn't do you justice
And I wonder how much you've changed in a month
And I can't help but wonder how I've changed
I can look in the mirror and see that I smile more
But behind my eyes lay the tears I haven't cried for you
And sometimes I feel guilty that I'm getting better
While you sit at home locked in your room swallowing pills
I wonder if there was something I could have done
Or if this was all inevitable
It doesn't make sense that you could take back what you said to me
But you weren't thinking correctly when you tried to kill yourself
Maybe you weren't thinking right when you whispered you loved me
Maybe I was holding someone else's hand all those times
And this imposter was just in your body
And perhaps I don't love you at all
Or perhaps its you I love but you aren't the one who tried to die
Either way I haven't seen you in two months
And my memory of your voice gets softer and softer every day
I wonder if you ever meant those things you said
But mostly I just wonder if I'm strong enough to let you go if you didn't