It Won't Be Long.

I don't know what I'm feeling,
Or why I feel this way,
I do know one thing though,
I can't live another day.

My mum she knows I self-harm,
She knows no more or less,
My feelings I will not share,
The rest she will have to guess.

I want to see some changes,
In things between me and my dad,
He realises things are wrong,
But he doesn't know they make me sad.

You see I wrote a letter,
To say what I feel inside,
Because if I want things to change,
My feelings I cannot hide.

I can't talk to my dad,
About all the things I feel,
That's why writing a letter,
Seemed like a really good idea.

I'm scared to give it to him,
Don;t know what he might say,
I wouldn't if I thought,
That there was another way.

Everythings gone wrong,
At exactly the same time,
Right now my life is just,
One big rollercoaster ride.

My brother he felt the same,
The same way that I do,
The only difference is,
His dreams he pursued.

Suicide was his answer,
Whether it be right or wrong,
I want to be with him,
And I tell you, it won't be long.

/I'm really sorry that this poem is all over the place, doesn't really make sense, skips about a bit. \