A mess.

Why am i like this?
Why do i feel so bad,
This would have to be the worst day,
I think ive ever had.

I feel helpless,
Not one thing,
Can help me,
It only makes my wrists sting.

Im sick of your attempts,
Your trying to help,
You cant force me,
You cant make me believe.

I'll make an attempt of my own,
One that will hopefully be a sucess,
So you wont have to think about me,
My life was such a mess.