Why me

AS I SI TIN MY ROOM THINKING OF YOU,
WITH THE KNIFE PRESSED AGAINST MY WRIST,
AS BLOOD STARTS TO FALL OFF MY CHEEK,
KNOWING I COULD END IT ALL NOW,
I SLICE ONCE DEEP,
I SLICE TWICE EVEN DEEPER,
CRYING WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO BE ME,
I CRY EVERY NIGHT MAKING MY SELF FALL ASLEEP,
THINKING...
WHAT DID I DO WRONG?
FOR YOU NOT TO LIKE ME,
THE WAY YOU DID BEFORE.
I KNOW YOU'LL NEVER LOVE ME AGAIN,
SO BEFORE I GO,
I WANT YOU TO PROMISE ME,
WHEN I AM GONE,
WITH MY BODY LOST BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH,
YOU COME VISIT ME ONCE IN AWHILE
I'LL BE WATCHING DOWN ON YOU,
YOUR WHOLE LIFE,
WATCHING YOU PRETEND I DIDNT EXIST!
SO ALL I'M GOING TO SAY IS....
LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!
I'M DEAD AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU...