I cant handle life.
I cant do anything right...

I have the blade.
I'm staring...

I just wanna die.
Not be alive...

I miss the way she makes me smile on a cloudy day.
I miss the way she makes me warm on a cold day...

I hope your happy now.
I hope your doing fine...

I cut till I bleed.
And I scream inside...

My head is aching.
My breath is getting shorter...

For everything Ive done,
I'm sorry...

The sadness comes, and the sadness goes.
But the depression inside only grows...

When all is said,
And all is done...

Nothing is meaningful.
Nothing is free...

Of all the friends Ive ever met,
Your the one I will forget...