Goodbye

On the outside I'm great.
I smile and act as if everything's fine.
But on the inside I'm lost and crying
Thinking no one else has a life like mine.

Lines and curves from the cuts I made
From the pain I could not confide.
The only way to ease what hurts
Is to cut my arm from side to side.

I need to give up.
I cant take anything anymore.
I've made up my mind.
I'll make blood fall from the skin I tore.

Writing my letters
To everyone who's cared.
Turning the paper red
From the blood dripping through the tears.

I make more and more cuts.
Deeper and deeper they get.
Carving letters on my body.
Something I'll never regret.

I sit in the corner
Crying, but not from the cuts and pain.
Only because of the pain I've been hiding.
The things that have been driving me insane.

All it will take
Is one last gash
The skin over the vein
This cut is the last.

I take the knife
Push it against my wrist.
I pull it away cutting the skin.
The knife drops from my fist.

I realize my life is ending.
My heart begins to race.
I close my eyes and let fate take over.
My heart stops leaving a smile on my face.

From up above
I see people crying.
They found me and see the cuts that took my life.
They see deep down I was always dying.

You should have seen it coming.
You should have noticed the pain inside.
They read the 17 letters I left on my arm.
They spell out: I'm sorry but goodbye