Would you

I thought this life would encourage me to be a better person But I guess every time I try to be happy This life throws shit on me And I keep failing I keep hating myself I keep killing myself Nothing is making me happy Nothing is making me laugh Except him From depression episodes To hypomania episodes I keep failing I keep losing my faith Tell me would you play with my hair? Would you hold my hands? After I keep failing? Would you have faith in me? After seeing me losing my faith? Would you? Would you? Would you choose me? Would you stay with me?