I Just Can't Take It Anymore.

I sit alone up in my room,
Staring at the knife.
Silent tears fall down my face,
As i think about my life.

When your a kid life's great,
But as you get older its really bad.
Friends are there for you when your happy,
Don't even notice you when your sad.

Parents start shouting more,
Don't tend to pay attention at school,
Why can't you just be your own person?
You got to fit in with whats "cool".

Do you think that if you just
Pick up the knife and slide it across your wrist,
That anyone would care?
Do you think that you'll be missed?

I'm going to miss my life there were some good times,
But i just can't deal with this.
I pick up the knife, tears rolling down my cheeks,
But the pain that I'm about to feel is nothing compared to how I'm feeling inside,
I take a deep breath and slice open my wrists...