I find it hard to express myself,
to tell poeple how i feel
and to try and get help.

I had a bad day
there's nothing more to say
i just want to go home
and to be left alone

I fail to see,
what it is about me.
that gives you the right,
to start a fight.

When you slit your wrists
and see bright lights
ahead you know you've
commited a sin!!!

Each day I pray that I don't wake the following morning!!!

I smoke pot to escape my world, my thoughts, my urges, my memories and my past.

I'd Rather Kill Myself Than Be Murdered!!!

I'm going to die of something... so why can't it be my suicide.

Let me die
please don't cry
leave me be
and set me free

Why did you have to leave me
you left me all alone
you left me here
to fight my fears
now I'm never going home