As I lie in my room wanting die
and how to say goodbye
I write my note of suicide
thinking that I have nothing else to live for
and wut has happend to me before
everything has gone wrong
and I dont think that I belong
to stay
and see what might come my way
as I take the knife
and think that i will never be a wife
lift it up to my neck
And to say this is thee END!
But before I slit
the tone skin I realize
that everyone will cry
for their lost
and how they never knew that I was very lost
so know insted
of dieing in bed
lonely again
to take my last tose
and overdose
know I am dead
lieing alone in my bed
while everyone tries
to relize
why I did what I did
but they’ll never know
because they never took the time
to read my mind…