My best ever poem

*This isn't really my best poem, just a friend was trying to prove me wrong...and only gave me 5 mins to write this so sorry if its lacking something!!*

I'm so sick and tired of everything,
Can't you help me out?
I'd love to mean anything,
But you've no idea what I'm about.

I remember when I was young,
I used to look forward to life,
Now I wish you could help me along,
Instead I'll let it out on a knife.

I've convinced myself there's only one way out,
The blade is always there for me,
It isn't like you- it doesn't alwyas wonder about,
It helps me set myself free.

Sometimes I sit myself down,
All alone in an empty place,
Hair covering my frown,
So no-one can see my ugly face.

Salty tears fall down my face,
My heart suddenly shatters,
My tears I must wipe away,
The windows suddenly shatter.

My soul drifts away,
I must keep on htis fake smile,
In the background I begin to fade,
But I hope this will all be worth while.

Below these long sleeves,
Lie bleeding arms,
Behind the fake me,
Lies a shattered heart...