If only they cared

Razer blades ropes and glass, I've tried it all, I've taken the pills one by one but nothing seems to work. my friends say if i put as effort into living as i do dyeing i would be better off. what they stay doesn't stick i wish it would, i am afraid to die yet i try. how could i hate my life so much? that i do not know. i scream for help but no one comes i am begging to think that no one cares. what will they say the day i die? what will they think?how will they react? will they care then?maybe they will and maybe they won't, we'll never no until it is to late.they would not no how it happened all they will know is they could have stopped it if only they cared.