Thanks To Their Hate

Tonight I'll find the courage
To finally end my pain
My life finally proved itself worthless
I have nothing more to gain
I pick up my knife
And am prepared to feel
One last time
I'll make it real
I slit my wrists deep
And watch the blood pour
Start to think twice
But keep cutting more
I can't change my mind
I'll always be alone
But then I think of you
And reach for the phone
Blood covers the numbers
They're crimson red
Mixed with my tears
And so is my bed
Shaking badly as I dial
Can hardly think
It takes a while
Hear a voice
On the other end
Sounding worried
Is my best friend
I tell her I'm sorry
And to always stay strong
No matter what happens
Whatever goes wrong
I know that she's tough
I know she'll pull through
Even without me
Her life she'll pursue
She tells me to wait
And calls 911
But I'm fading fast
I know that it's done
My heart passed away
The day I was born
Though slightly still beating
It's tattered and torn
The paramedics rush in
As I whisper "I tried"
They try to save me
But I already died
They worked so hard
To bring me to life
But what saved me had killed me
"The help of my knife"
Can't they see
They came to late
Finally it's confirmed
"My heart has no rate"
My friend rushes in
And stands there in shock
"Time of death,
12:00"
But they're so wrong
I died long ago
I suffered for years
My death was slow
Now I feel nothing
So why do they care?
When I needed the help
No one was there
I watch from a distance
The sheet goes over my head
They turn to my friend
"I'm sorry she's dead"
Here at my funeral
The rain pours down
The people they whisper
Gossip and frown
"She killed herself!"
"She used a knife!"
"Committed suicide!"
"Took her own life!"
They can talk all they want to
But the damage is done
Though they think that I lost
Really I won
I was destined to this
It's my own tragic fate
They can say suicide
But it was caused by their hate