Its right there wat do i do..

I'm setting here looking at my wrist
clean, no marks, nothing
thinking about Wat went on today
how i had the worst day i could ever have
every where i turned someone was
saying something bad about me
now I'm setting here on my bath room floor
holding the knife
thinking to my self should or
should i forget about everything
crying watching every tier drop to the ground
the knife gets closer every time
i think of you
i can't help my self
that i feel in love with you
n that you never gave me the time of day
to realize that I'm a nice girl
that knows WATS going on
n how to treat a man.
here it goes
Wat do i do
stop n set there n cry
or let my stress out on my self
let it out is the only thing i think i can go through...