Stop

This life,
It’s just so complicated,
Wish it all,
Could just stop.

For a moment, just stop what you’re doing and look at what’s around.
See the people, the places,
And the uninteresting faces.

See the sad and the lonely,
And then you look away,
Cause you don’t want to see that,
No, not today.

Not any day actually cause you can’t face that it’s there,
You see the hurt in my eyes,
If you look you just stare.

It seems such an odd thing to you, an emotion from outer space,
You don’t understand why I feel it and how I can’t hide it from my face.

You don’t know and you don’t care,
You don’t get the reason for my suicide teddy bear.

Now I sound crazy, I sound like a freak,
Well that’s what I’m called, cause I let my blood leak.

I don’t know why I care, and you don’t know why I cry,
And no one knows I feel like saying this final, last, goodbye.

You all try to help and sure you all are kind,
But you don’t know how to help the depression that lurks behind.

Today someone spoke to me; they talked to me about this,
About my urging problem, and they helped me, I don’t know them, yes,
Yes you heard me right and they helped me more than you,
In one or two minutes they got me wanting to stay, true.

I guess I don’t want to die, just to cut and just to bleed,
Bleed this pure red liquid on which vicious animals feed.

One of my best friends I think might be fading away,
I don’t know what to say to her, to make her want to stay.

I’m so wrapped up in myself; I need a little time for me,
I need someone to unfold my wings so I can finally fly free.

For someone to talk me through this, to help this girl once more smile,
For me to finally be through with this, after all this while.

Let me be the one you see, don’t just ask if I'm OK,
Let mine be the life you try to arrange, not just try to sort for today.

So if you can see past, my tears, my begs and cries,
If you can reach inside me, and untangle all my lies,
If you can do all that for me, then come and sort me out,
Until then I’ll still be lying here, no scream, no cry, no shout.

**In case any of you wonder my suicide teddy bear is a teddy bunny i have hung (as in round the neck, by a noose) with my belt as a noose, very cool i might add...**

*All votes and comments greatly appreciated as always*