I can feel my heart, Slowly ripping,
My soul, Dieing and running away,
All I want to do is grab that blade, and slowly put it to my wrist,
And then dig it in Until I see blood,
I feel like no one gets me, No one is there for me,
I am all alone in the world, I try to talk, But they won't listen,
I feel monsters, They like to see me in pain,
And to be miserable and sad,
I feel dizzy, I feel like I'm floating on clouds,
While I sit here, bleeding,
I close my eyes and think of somewhere happy,
But at that moment, All I could think of was that I was Dieing alone,
And it was to late!
