End

People wonder why
i tell all thease lies
there to protect everyone from the true me
the one that they cant see
i wear things on my wrist
to hide the blood that once ran down my fist
i carve lines and names
to try and end this stup id game
the game of life that i play
each and every stupid day
i wish that i could fall
and just end it all
there will be no more lies
no longer will people wonder why
i would be dead
and it is the end