The end of me

I need someone's help.
I can't do this on my own.
This pain I'm feeling.
goes down to the bone.

The people closest to me.
Don't really understand.
Even though they say..
"I'll lend a hand."

They don't know how to help.
'Cuz they don't know what I'm going threw.
They've never been threw this.
To them this is all new.

For them it's a new world.
That i just opened up.
Because this is a pain they've never thought of.
Now their minds are corrupt.

But don't try and help me now.
It's a little to late.
You'll never be able to see.
All of the hate.

It's taken me this long.
Just to figure out.
I have to stop.
Putting myself in doubt.

It's time to stop putting it off.
My time is here.
These are my final words.
"Goodbye Dear!"