Lost Thoughts

I donít know what Iím going to do
Thereís nothing I can say
Iíve tried so hard to help myself
But itís not working for me
I keep going back and forth from fine to not okay
Yea I have thoughts of ďhurting myselfĒ
EVERY FUCKING DAY
Every time Iím alone I wonder
Why I asked for help anyway
My thoughts race from why I did it
In the first place
To why I didnít prepare the right way
I want to get help
I really do
But I canít stand, what Iím being put through