Diognosed.

"Let me die"
is what I scream to them,
as I cry.
Crying harder because i know i will no loger have to pretend.

They all know what went wrong with me.
the therapist told them my synthums she had diognosed.
as if that will stop me from finding ways to make myself bleed.
or stoping me on overdocing on coke.

Yes I may be crazy.
"Crazy for attention" is what they say.
but come her and call me baby
for my mom is out there praying to "God" for me to stay.

But no worries, for today or tommorow might be my last
for I can cutt myself and dryout of blood and ill simply be part of your past.