I'm Dying

I'm thinking, I'm thinking,
about what i should do,
should i keep living with this pain?
it's so hard to get through.

I'm sitting, I'm sitting,
on my bedroom floor,
nobody knows what goes on,
behind my bedroom door.

I'm crying, I'm crying,
as i drag this blade across my wrist,
i hate myself as the blood runs out,
i wish i could stop this.

I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding,
all these bright red tears,
my empty heart is cracking,
as i shed all my pain & fear.

I'm dying, I'm dying,
i slowly close my eyes,
I'm leaving this earth forever,
will you miss me when i die?