Why....?

Why can't I be a normal girl,
and live a normal life?
Why couldn't of I just said"NO"to myself,
the fist time I picked up that knife

Why do people think I'm crazy,
and why do they think I'm insane
They would probably do this also
if only they could feel my pain.

But that's not the worst of it all,
sometimes it's like I don't exist
I'm just a statue by the wall,
I never get missed.

But that will all be over soon,
when I end my life!!
No more fears,screams,cries,
and no more cutting with knifes.