First Step

I cut my hair.

I found that I've lost myself.

I know I've been sick for awhile.

I'm suffering depression.

I finally admit it.

I'm willing to seek for help.

I gonna fight it.

I will do everything to stay alive.

I know that would be a long way to go, and it would be tough.

I know people would cry for me, even just a few.

I will keep breathing and fighting with the illness.

I shall keep breathing for my loved ones.

I would be the mother of your kids, your beloved wife, die before you.

I would try the best to stop hurting myself, even just a minute, I'd still fight with it.

You are my strength, please stay by my side.

I would try.

I would save my last breath for you.