I don't understand!
No one understands me.
Not my mom,
nor my dad.
They just yell at me,
pretty much for being myself.
I sometimes think everyone would be better off without me.
So I've tried,
many times,
to kill myself.
I've hung myself - didn't work.
I've held a knife to my heart, and my neck - couldn't do it.
I've jumped off my roof - didn't work.
