Story

There upon me
upon my wrists
tells a sad story
of not wanting to exist

i sit and wonder
of many ways to leave
because deep down
i know no one would grieve

i stare out into space
day dreaming of what once was
and how that there
never really was 1 cause

i some times wonder
what would happen
if i was to leave
would people sadden

i cant stand this life
my tears fall day nd night
i'm so tired of this
i'm ready to give up this fight

now wth my final words
i will let go
i will end
this painful show