No more pain,
I don’t want to hurt anymore.
Mom I’m sorry bout all of this.
I really am,
I just can’t take the pain.
The yelling just about every night.
Choosing favorites.
Why do you all have to do that?
Why does Dad pick Michelle and Rachel over me?
He does anything and everything for them,
And nothing for me.
Can’t he just treat us all the same?
Love us all the same.
Was I the mistake of the family?
One that no one wants?
I know now that no one loves me,
That I am just another person there.
That’s why I am taking my life.
Using a knife to cut into my wrist.
Deep enough to where I will bleed to death.
Don’t worry mom I’ll try and get most of it in the bathtub.
That way you don’t have a mess to clean up.
I guess this now good bye huh.
I have no more pain.
