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Why does it have to be me
To go though this
Why does it have to be me
Who can never show it
I'm crying cant you see
Don't you care about me?
I lock myself in the bathroom
I won't let anybody in
Then I see it
Perfectly sharpened in all its glory
To help me,
Release me
Let me be free
I take it in my hand
Gripping it tightly
Pointing it car fully at my wrist
I'm going to do this
I close my eyes
Count to 5
A sudden pain
Releases,
I feel it trickling
I look at it
It's not to deep, but deep enough
To feel
To know I'm real
I'm released
And I'm not hurt
Not in the least bit
Then I sit
Once again
Looking,Thinking
About what I have just done
Just accomplished
A small frown appears on my face
Not enough
A tear takes place
Makes its journey to my wrist
Stings, Burns
The pain
Too slow
I get up and look at my ugly face
In the mirror
And Scream
HOW COULD ANYONE EVEN WANT ME!!!!!
I'm ending this mistake
This mistake thats me, my life
I'm fed up with life
I hold the knife to my throat
I thought it's a few seconds of pain or the rest of my life
I make one final slice
My last words are
Good-bye thanks for all the pain and misery!