Tragic

Insanity runs through my blood like heroine injections.
Pain fills my heart when you look at me with shame.
These scars on my wrists will only grow more.
Blood fills in my eyes as I kill the pain in my soul.
Life is brighter when you know your alive.
And to know if your alive, is to bleed.
Just need to punish the unworthy.
The unworthy, which is me.
Bleed for every wrong I have committed.
Looks like my life ends tonight.
Sooner then I ever hoped it would be.

I guess I could cock the gun and close my eyes.
But I could never leave you behind.
I could take the razor blade and drop it down my wrist.
You always ask, What good will that do?
Plenty, trust me I know what is best for me.
I could try to turn my life around but that will never work.
I hope that your terrified now.

Just tell me now how much you hate me.
Don't save it for later.
Come on don't chicken out on me now.
I bet I can predict what it is your going to say.
It would be an endless list of hateful things.
All the things my mind tells me everyday.

I'm fat. I'm ugly. I'm worthless. I'm stupid. I'm crazy. I'm insane. I'm everything I hate. And there’s plenty more where that came from.

Its not like I hide them away from people.
No one seems to take action when they see my pain.
My parents are the worst for that.
Friends just get angry with me and shut me out.
What a way to bring the blade out again.

All I want to do is bleed.
Let me do this to myself.
It's for my own good.
Let the blood puddle around me.
You don't need me anymore, no one does.