People

People joke
People kid
But, I can't believe
What you just did

I'm not trying
To dwell on the past
But, a few weeks back
Knowing, my life wouldn't last

I wanted to kill myself
Many times before
I've been locked up
Behind closed doors

You yelled at me
I knocked down shelves
You called me a b
Then said go kill your self

I ran to my room
Slammed the door shut
I was so pissed
Praying I wouldn't cut

I yelled and I screamed
Broke things and cried
I cried for you saying that
And because I have no self-pride

I lost it all
With the first slit
I went crazy with addiction
I went crazy over some stupid sh

Things are bad
I should know that by now
But what I want to know
Is why and how?

Why am I such a crazy b?
Why must I keep doing it?
How can I not see what's happening?
Why is it so hard for me to admit?