My Daily Routine

Everyday I do the same Thing
I just call it My Daily Routine

I come home from school
And do my homework
Maybe listen to some music
Or talk on the phone

Sounds pretty normal, I know
But this part isn't
And that's for shore

Right before bedtime
I think about all my problems

I go across the hall to my bathroom
open the door
And sit in the corner.

I cry until there isn't anything left to cry
I slit my wrists, only to get by

As I watch the blood flow to the floor
I stand up and walk to the door

I feel so relieved
But at the same time
So deceived..

I can't believe myself
I just want to cry
I'm sick of me,
Just let me die