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This is my world,
I stare into the knife,
It could end my sadness,
It could end my life,
It could make me bleed,
It could make me cry,
And though I'd be hurting,
The world would rush on by,
Maybe you would notice,
A high chance that you won't,
You always pretend you care about me,
Yet everyone knows you don't,
You always seem to put me down,
Maybe I'm your fun,
I don't want to be that anymore,
Then you'll regret what you've done,
You see I really cared about you,
I always tried my best,
But no matter how good best was,
It could never beat the rest,
I feel so far apart from you,
But I want you to care,
I want to see if you'd notice,
If I wasn't there,
I've made my decision,
This is where I've been lead,
Just wait a few more hours,
I'll see if you miss me when I'm dead...

©Elle

*this poem is actually really bad, its the 1st one I've ever submitted so sorry...*