Thirteen*~*

Thirteen*~*

I cut my wrist
I cut real deep,
I always cry
I never sleep
Last night i begun to go insane
So i took the knife
Until it met my vein
As I look at the puddle of blood on the floor
I think of all the pain i have felt
And realized
I don't feel it no more
But I'm not done with my suicide yet
I'm going to make it a death
No one will forget
So i grab a bottle of pills on the floor
I take them all
I can't fell my body no more
Now I'm writing my suicide note
To loved ones and hated
Heres what I wrote
--- Dad I hate you
I want you out of my life
You are the main reason
My best friend was the knife
--- Mom I'm sorry
Please do not cry
Look at the story on my wrists
If you want to know why
--- Erin you are my very best friend
Our friendship will go on forever
There really is no end
--- Ryan I love you
Please never forget me
But I just want to know
Will you ever forgive me
And there you have it--- there is my story
For the people I love
And the people who have hurt me
For the ones i hate
*F* you too
I hate you for what you did to me
And all the pain you put me through
I hope you are happy
Now that I'm dead
I hope you know you killed me
I hope that never leaves your head
I just wish you could have seen
How unhappy and depressed i was
I mean come on -- I was only Thirteen.

{PlEaSe CoMmEnT}