One thing.

One thing stops me,
From the thing i would do,
I could take a knife,
And cut myself in two.

But you made me promise,
Not to do it.
Even though i hate my life..
I always feel like shit.

I can't break my promise,
Despite how i feel on the inside,
What difference would it make,
To hurt on the outside.

I could do it,
I wish i never said what i did.
Don't blame me if i break your promise.
I won't to get rid.