Your stupid excuses its "My parents, my friends" , you always say how you want it to end, but you go home and put on a smile, but your happiness is mild, you say how much you hate it, you say your life is a piece of sh.it, but in the end its so good, you have everything you ever could, every toy you ever wanted, never been picked on never hunted, you have a dad a brother a sister a mom, you have a huge house with a pretty green lawn, i have nothing, no toys no happy places, my feelings leave absolutely no traces, when i see you your always laughing, but when your not here your making carvings, into your arm with a dull blade, screaming at god "I'm waiting!" , but its all good for you because you have what you have, you shouldn't think of dying, you shouldn't even bother crying, everything in your life is so great, all you can do is sit it out and wait, suicide for you is incomplete, cutting everything - your arms, hands and feet... you don't want to die, i know you - your you... you don't want to end it, it make it all through, you must be lying, saying these things for attention, all your doing is crying, wanting us to feel your pain, well its working on me, because now you have me worried, i always rush to your assistance in a hurry, I'm here for you and so are your friends, and i am a true one - here with you until the end!
