I'm hurting these days,
yet i don't even know why,
and all i ever want to do,
is die,
the reason is in my brain,
yet i can't seem to find it,
so in my room,
i just sit,
staring at the ceiling,
laying on my bed,
while every different thought,
runs though my head,
sometimes i just want to cut,
but i know that won't help me,
i don't get what's wrong,
the thoughts won't leave me be,
mom said i used to be happy,
dad said i had no attitude,
and my gram can sense something,
all my teachers think I'm just being rude,
but something is wrong,
i feel so sad,
and me not knowing what,
really makes me mad,
i think i should know,
what it is thats bothering me,
it's just weird,
cause these frightening thoughts wont leave me be,
i know i sound crazy,
and i should know what is wrong,
but i don't its the truth,
i mean it hasn't been long,
i just wish i could find the answers written in a book,
maybe then i could return,
to the real me,
and my soul wouldn't have to burn....................
