Her mistake

People said that we were made for one another
They said it was love at first site.
They said we were happy but I was left and you were right

You were quite and kind hearted, gentle and shy
I thought that you were my angel
from beyond the clouds
past the painted sky.

As quick as we got together,
we fell even quicker apart,
but worst of all you broke my once thought of unbreakable heart.

You said you never loved me
you claimed you never cared.
you said we were better off not having a friendship to share

You put me through this sorrow
you put me in this pain
and now you got me playing this terrible suicide game

The blood that sheds on my wrist I blame it all on you
Your love you said you had for me was everything but true

I don't get why god wont take me,
" let me go ' let me be Free " doesn't he see that I'm suffering
no longer is "I" "me"

The walls are getting fuzzy
but the pain you caused is still so clear.
Why wont God take me and set me free of here

I don't remember much after that
I stood in silence for a while
No longer would I be treated like that
or go just 1/2 a mile

I could hear my heart beating
It sounded so out of place
I could feel my blood dripping
No longer will I have my grace

But then I heard many voices
They were screaming and crying
" Hurry! Get help! My baby girls dying!"

I was already gone and unconscious so I couldn't say,
" daddy i wanna die! don't let em take me way!"

I don't know where they took me
i don't know what they did
But i heard a doctor say
"you have an awfully lucky kid"

I opened my eyes
awaking from my dream
and sadly for the 1st time
real life was more extreme

this is cause 1 year ago yesterday
my best friend won a game
and the ambulance never took her away

When her boyfriend broke up with her
She started playing a bad bad game
she played it with her razor
and dead is what she became

i said she should stop, quit, forfeit
i said i would
But she saw right through me
and acted like she never understood

the guy i loved broke up with me
just 3 days ago
so now I'm sitting in the bathroom
grasping my new best friend,
the knife
not wanting to let go.

I'm following in her steps
not trying to stay awake
and ill soon meet my old friend
cause I'm making her mistake.