Bathroom floor (unfortunately, this may become a true story)

Sitting on the bathroom floor
unable to take anymore

making incisions without hesitation
sick of this discrimination

crimson blood making a lake
heartbeat faster than I can take

All alone with just my knife
my only friend will take my life

crying, helpless without a sound
my whole world is spinning round

Images of pain and hurt
constantly feeling like dirt

final cut, blood pouring down
my head slams into the ground

memories playing in my head
lying on the bathroom floor, alone and dead