Matt Foster:

So tell me again Michael, why did you try to kill yourself?

Michael:

Stress. Depression. Loneliness. Take your pick

Matt Foster:

I understand that, but I am going to need for you to be a little bit more specific, so that we can find a way to fix the problem quickly

Michael:

You can’t fix it

Matt Foster:

I wouldn’t be too sure about that. I’ve found through working here that just about everything can, in one way or another, be fixed. Especially people

Michael:

I don’t even want to be here

Matt Foster:

Well, you are going to be here for at least another 72 hours, maybe more if we decide that you aren’t stable enough to leave our care. Now, why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself, instead of just diving right into the suicide question

Michael:

I guess I can do that

[Verse One: MikelWJ]

I grew up in a “small town” with a brother and mom

And a father who had moved away when I was still young

So I never got attached or learned to be like a man

So I guess this deviation wasn’t part of my plan

Our street was quiet and safe, I saw the rules I could break

Then I flipped them all around and took the things I could take

My neighbors said I was kind, I guess it stuck in my mind

Since I just wanted to help, but it just put me behind

Then in the hospital bed, I learned my life was a lie

Since a lot of my friends are the reason I want to die

I don’t take meds anymore, I bashed my head in the door

Since the writers block was killer, making music a chore

I thought I had a fucking gift, but I just got it taken

And I didn’t know a way that I could lower frustration

I stayed up almost all night, the night I didn’t feel right

And that leads us to the reason that I stand in your sight

Matt Foster:

I see, I see. It’s good to hear you have a hobby that makes you happy, but you are still being vague. Do you think you can tell me some more? I’m trying to get a full picture of everything that has happened. So please, continue

Michael:

Alright

[Verse Two: MikelWJ]

My brother used to be different, was either violent or missing

He closed his bedroom door whenever he was feeling dismissive

Slept with a knife by my bed, I had it stuck in my head

That if he ends up getting angry, I’d be injured or dead

I never wanted to be him, and so I bottled my anger

I didn’t yell at other people, so I made that my anchor

I may have made a mistake, my anger just got replaced

With the doubt and depression that left me feeling displaced

I haven’t been diagnosed, I think bipolar comes close

But you’re the one with the degree, so I’ll let you let me know

I’ve seen a counselor or two, none of them knew what to do

So if you have a new suggestion, trust I’ll follow it through

I haven’t done well in class, I’m worried I’ll never pass

My best friends a freaking genius while I’m running in last

I think my teachers gave up, since all my efforts would suck

And they stopped their disappointment, like they don’t give a fuck

Matt Foster:

Things are starting to make a little bit more sense now. A troubled early life, as well as an inability to perform adequately in school. It makes sense that you would be under a lot of stress. Is there anything else you can tell me?

Michael:

There’s always more that I can tell people

Matt Foster:

Alright, well, you can start whenever you’re ready

[Verse Three: MikelWJ]

Every day after school, I’d rush home to my room

I have no one to hang out with, thats just what I assume

I seem to only disappoint at every point in my life

Both my family and friends will never tell me I’m right

They only mention the failure, which isn’t isn’t helpful to me

Since the thing they should be looking at is my self esteem

I constructed my world, perfection down to a curl

Since I thought that she was everything I want in a girl

I spent a couple hundred dollars in a couple of days

Wishing we were still a couple in a couple of ways

I guess I made a mistake, since now she thinks I’m a fake

And if you ask me, that’s the single worst mistake I could make

I felt a little confused, forgot the things that I’d lose

And I hastily abandoned something I could have used

It’s a shitty excuse, but still the best I can do

Every single word is true, but my perspective is skewed

Matt Foster:

Well, that is all very interesting. Thank you for sharing with me. I think we can end this meeting here, I believe it’s almost lunch time, so you may want to get to the lunch room before everyone else gets their food. We will talk again tomorrow

Michael:

Okay, that works. See you later then, I guess

Matt Foster:

Have a good rest of your day, Michael

Michael:

I will definately try