Sad enough

In a world of hate
i stand alone
i have no one
I'm as cold as stone

i take to others
they push me away
they put me down
treat me like a stray

sometimes i hope
for my life to end
but without others
my heart I must mend

the marks on my arm
the slashes on my wrist
are seen by others
as a horrible twist

i know i shouldn't
i know its bad
but people don't see
they make me sad

sad enough
to wanna take my life
Sad enough
to cut my wrist with a knife