LOOK!

I have stopped the tears,
stopped thinking of whats ahead,
stopped being scared of all my fears,
all because of those words you said.
I am finished,
I am done.
No one,
can save me,
im like a forever locked door,
and no one has the key.
Im just not the type,
never could happen,
well thats what you think,
but things are so much different in my head.
You think u understand,
but look around,
do you know what I see,
just a cruel world begging me to leave...
So much shit life has thrown at me,
and ive stayed strong,
well ive given up,
my heart is broken,
my smiles are all faked,
my pillow is soaked in tears,
just waiting until this will all b over.
but it will be over, i promise you.
As i take that razor to my wrist,
and slide it across,
the red blood spills,
onto the floor,
laying on the floor i am,
lifeless and still.
everyone will think she was never the type,
well guess what every1,
u didnt no much about me then?!
Just take a good long look at ur frends,
becoz u neva no who might b like this!!!