How can I expect other people to like me, if I cant even like myself?

Every day is a harder battle,
To keep the blade from my skin.
I fight and fight but always give up,
For I can never win....

Im the perfect image of this blood stained world.

On monday you made me cry,
On tuesday I wondered why,
On wednesday you broke my heart,
On thursday I fell apart,
On friday you said you didnt care,
On saturday you said you'd had an affair,
On sunday I wasnt there....

:( I promised myself I wouldnt do this again....

Lost hope and shattered dreams,
Crys for help and silent screams.
Razors and blood stains all over the floor,
Is this all im living for?

An angel who wants to end it all,
She wants to escape from everything.
She trys to fly but starts to fall,
She cannot soar without her wings.

I hide my tears behind a smile.
And tell them I'm ok.
Even when I hurt so bad,
Its better off this way.

I'll kill myself, I'll blow my brains onto the wall. See you in Hell, I will not take this anymore. - Sentenced

Im down on my knees begging you to take the pain away, asking you to understand, and hoping that maybe, just maybe you'll care...