To You

Sometimes, it's hard to remember.
Most times, it's hard to forget.
The scariest part of it all, now,
Is that is seems it will never end.
When dying is second nature,
And depression's a fashion trend,
You crossed out all of my options,
And left me only to pretend.
I promise to be more careful,
And watch the ground where I walk,
If only you promise that next time,
You'll listen when I talk.