As I sit, and cut my wrist to watch the blood
Drip down my arm onto the floor
I cry my eyes out, because I feel like I am all alone.
I feel like no one else ever feels my pain
The pain that I have bottled and locked up on the inside
Sometimes, I feel like I need to talk to someone
Sometimes, I feel like I just need to cry
I sit and watch the blood flow through my open veins
And think that I am going totally insane.
I don't know why I get this way
Everyone ask me, If I am ok?
Sometimes, I feel worthless
Sometimes, I want to die
But instead, I lock myself in my room, and cry.
Feels like there is no reason to live, so why live?
Live to be unhappy?
Or live to cry, and feel depressed all the time?
I have felt like committing suicide
But there is this lil voice in my head, asking me "Why?"
Sometimes, I just wish that I never wake up
Sometimes, I think about waking up in the pits of hell
Because I already feel like I am living in a hell
Can it get any worse?
You tell me
