I sit on my bed crying,
staring at a knife
i have had enough of fighting,
i want to go away.
i hear you yelling at me,
i grab the knife and cut my veins,
my wrists are pouring out blood,
everything goes black,
i collapse in a pool of my blood.
when you finally get in its to late,
i have go away.
Dad can't see i did this because of you .
don't blame everyone else.
just read the note,
and stop pretending to care,
because i know you don't.
i have left and theirs nothing you can do.
so let me be and get on with your life.
and know I'm in a happier place.
