Making Me Suffer Another Day

I don't know what to think no more,
My friends are never there.
I don't know how to deal with this,
Cutting, burning, pulling out my hair.

I've lost all of my confidence,
All my self esteem.
I lost the reasons to once again make my smile gleam.

I no longer care if I ever have fun,
Because its an emotion I no longer feel,
I no longer yearn to be happy,
Because happiness is not real.

I can't sleep anymore,
I stay up night after night,
I no longer look forward to things,
For everything I have lost sight.

My thoughts have been racing lately,
They skip from one another so fast.
Most of them involve death,
In which blood is vast.

I'm so distracted in class,
It's like a daydream to me.
And when people seem to look at me wrong,
All this anger begins to flee.

My feet are always dragging down the halls,
And everyone just stares.
Even though I move on,
I do notice the glares.

But I've become all to used to it now,
Everyday a new reason to die.
Even if its the perfect day,
I still just break down and cry.

I don't know what is wrong with me,
Or why its ME that has to be this way.
I don't get why God's punishing me,
By making me suffer another day.

- Just how I feel-
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