Don’t pick up that knife
for an arm. Pick it up for cutting
a piece of cake.

I know that you’ve been sad lately,
but I’m trying to understand
why you’ve been hating yourself lately.
Why can’t you see the beauty of walking
on that colorful rainbow?

Don’t pick up that knife
for a leg. Pick it up for cutting

I know that you have been
in that dark shadow, that it’s time
to spread your wings and fly.

Don’t pick up that knife
for a second, I won’t be able to stomach
that decision. Instead, why don’t you wear
a bright bow tie and cut
the sadness from your life?

Instead of cutting yourself,
cut some paper or pick up that paper
and write me a letter,

and I’ll write you a letter.
And I would say, darling, you’re okay.
I smile when you smile. The whole room
lights up. Turn that smile upside. 

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