My heart is filling with rage,
For what you have done to me.
I know cut myself too see me bleed,
It still doesn’t match for what you done.
I hate it so much I cry,
You’re so twisted and evil.
You call yourself a friend,
Only to cause me more pain.
Maybe when I kill myself you will understand,
For what you have done to hurt me.
The sadness is too much to fight,
I’m now more depressed then what I was.
I hope you’re happy for what you have done,
You make me cry at night because of it.
I have no one left to turn to,
They all hate me you know.
I can’t keep running away in fear of you,
In the end you will kill me no matter what.
Hiding from you is over,
I see the knife in your hand.
I watch it go into me,
I scream in pain as you laugh at me.
I hope you’re happy you’re happy for my death,
As I'm sent too hell for the sins I have done.
