Tears streaming down your face. Fears showing, you feel you need outta this place.I Can see what's happening.I now where this is going to go.
You run to your room and scribble down a note, but for you there is no hope.You wish there was a reason, a reason to stay alive, but you can't
think of any, so this is good-bye. You look in the mirror and you see and awful sight.you see a girl with a sorrowful plight. So you take your
razor, and draw a little picture. Short and sweet but awfully deep. This will create a scar that you will forever keep.I yell and scream, but you won't
hear my cry.Oh my lord what an awe full way to die. This is not a game. Things will never be okay. Because i feel your pain, for you and i are one
in the same.
