Broken down it wants me dead, god damn this noise inside my head

Another sorta bleh day
Was depressed, didn't know why
Can't get my head to shut up
Mrs. Valasco is really nice, she's the only teacher who seems to notice the crap I'm going through lately. She always asks me how my mom is doing and stuff. It's nice to know someone cares.
Here's a poem i wrote in chem class today
it's not very good but then again this was as conjointed as i could get my thoughts

Decay
Fake a smile
Force a laugh
Fool them all
What an act!
Cry in the stalls
Scratch in the rooms
Pretend you don’t know
What they all assume
But you know the truth
And this isn’t working
You’re not living
You’re just decaying
You forsook your wings
And forgot to fly
And at your funeral
No one will cry
The voices inside
Tell you to keep this up
Cause if you don’t
You’ll just fuck up
And every night
Blood runs down the drain
You can’t help but hope
You’ll do the same
Why even try
When nothing will change
You don’t live
You just decay