My wrists are bleeding and I cant see.
my life is nothing but a fantasy.
no one knows who I really am..
because I'm not even sure if I can..
I lie here now on my floor..
saying goodbye as you come through my door.
waiting and yelling is all I can hear..
as I say my last prayers and you disappear.
I'm dead now and you can see.
I'm happier than I'll ever be.
I love you all but you must know..
I'm nothing special so let me go.
