Still here

Last night my attempt didn't work,
I'm still here,lost and hurt.
my parents didn't even know
that i chose to go,
if they don't see my wrist
then they wont know.
maybe I'll tell them
maybe i wont dare,
like they would listen
like they would care.
i dread to see the look
upon my sisters face
and see what I've become
a failure,a big disgrace.
school will come tomorrow
I'll hide whats on my wrist,
but they will see the bandage
that goes down to my fist.
if i have the courage
to show all my friends
then this strike of worry
will never seem to end.
lets hope I've learned
suicide isn't the way out
and maybe i wont try again
but that i truly doubt.

lasnt night i tried to kill myself,i'm not going to lie about it..and that other poem was my suicide note..=(..and i'm still here..=(