She cannot take it any longer; she has decided to leave,
There is nothing they can do, to make her believe.
She has so many doubts, when they say they will be there,
She does not know why, but she does not want them to care.
There is really no need, for her to explain,
She just wants to end, all of her pain.
She already has a plan, she know just what to do,
To end her life, she will have to hide it from all of you.
No one knows, how she really feels,
She does not want them to think, that this is all real.
She hates herself, but she does not want them to know,
She cannot explain why, she just wants to go.
She does not know why, but she has felt like this for so long,
Maybe that is why, she feels like she does not belong.
Maybe she feels, like she is the only one to blame,
Because it is her life, it is her own game.
No matter what her friends say, she still does not believe,
She can not love herself, so why shouldnt they leave?
She will try to push them away; she will try her best to succeed,
Her friend; the knife, is all she will need.
She has tried so many times, yet she always seems to fail,
She has tried her very best, but her plans seem to derail.
She can not take it any longer; she wants it to end,
Her funeral is something; she does not want them to attend.
She knows it may sound mean, but what is the point?
Why celebrate her life, when all she did was disappoint,
She will never tell them, it was herself she hated,
She does not know why but she glad she never waited.
