I'm sick of living that much is true, no one cares so it wont matter if I go.I'll do it when they all go out tonight, I'll lock my door and write the death letter, they'll have to break down the door to get to me.I'll blare my music and I'll sit on my bed and I'll slash my wrists tonight, I'll let the blood flow from my body, I'll smile as I watch it flow.People stopped caring so now my last resort is to kill myself.I hear the door shut, I know their gone I go up to my room and get ready to take my life, I have the knife in my hand then with one quick move I slash my wrists.I don't care about the pain, I watch as the blood flows from my wrists.I smile for I am finally happy, a few minutes later my life ends.
