Dont You See Them

Can you see these cuts?
They are right here for you,
And everyone else to see,
You were the one who caused them.

You dont even care,
If you make my life,
A living hell, do you,
I mean you make me want to die.

You'll be sorry one day,
It will be the day im gone,
Cause Ill write you a note,
Saying how much I hate you.

I will then take the knife,
And slit my throat with it,
Ill fall to the ground and
Ill smile cause Ill be happy to go.