I Can Only Help Myself

I hate to sound dramatic.
I try to convince myself I'm fine.
But it's getting harder every time
I try to wake myself in the morning.
Some days I just don't.
I skip the classes I should go to.
Which does nothing for me
Because I feel guilty about skipping.
But hey, I got more sleep, right?
Yes, and still tired.
I feel like I could sleep for a week,
Or better yet,
Forever.
I know what it takes to get better.
Just gotta start.
It's so hard to start.
But I got to.
No one can do it for me.
The only way to feel better is to get to the top.
Do I want to?
Falling is so much easier than climbing.
Though it hurts just the same.
I hate hurting.
But I do.
And I will.
Unless.