Bye Bye

I think about the people that have hurt me oh so much,
and cry until my tears are dry.
I think about my life,
and what its meant to mean,
and I grab that knife,
and add another scar to all those memories.
I can't think straight,
I can't see what life is meant to mean.
I cry a thousand tears,
and lose a gallon of blood.
I Can't see the people that care,
are they still there?
or have they disappeared?
Tell me now,
tell me quick,
before I had another slash to my wrist,
Would you care if I just happened to disappear?
Would you cry?
Or would you smile that I have gone?
I need to know,
If anyone is out there,
to care that I'm actually there.
I can't see anyone,
No one is there.
It just adds another cut to my wrist.
The thought of no one there,
bring tears to my eyes,
and makes blood run down my arms,
that no one cares that I'm actually there.
Take a gun,
take a bullet,
one shot to my head,
and I'm done.