Sorrow from my mistakes and life

Hate filling my body
Anger they have against me
Wanting to cut my arm with the needle next to my bed

Feeling alone, in my dark room
Feeling torture, from people that were my friends

Hearing the yelling outside my door
To much hate, i dont want another breath

Remembering the good things and people keeps me alive
Because if i didnt have them, i would rather shrivel up and die

I feel alone, even when someones there
I cant help but cry at night, wishing i had less to bare

Until i can be free of my misery
I will feel alone, denied
Forgotten, a girl, left behind