Young girl

I'm hurting deep inside,
deeper than i ever thought.
i cant believe this is the pain,
that my life has brought.

i count the days until i die,
until the moment i can disappear.
I'm looking forward to death,
I'm past the point of fear.

maybe i could slit my wrist,
maybe i could drown.
maybe i could take sleeping pills,
and die peaceful without a sound.

i could cut my neck,
make it quick and fast.
the longer i am living,
the more the pain will last.

i have no one to care,
whenever i cry.
so no one would miss me,
or even sat goodbye.

i have no one that loves me,
no one who to kiss.
i have no one to hug,
and no one to miss.

my friends have turned against me,
so what would they care.
whenever i needed them,
there just never there.

so what would they mind,
if i went ahead.
and did what i wanted,
and ended up dead.

no one would bother to,
visit my grave.
written on it would say
she could not be saved

A young girl that died so young,
she had the rest of her life to give.
she was kind, caring and wonderful,
and had the world to give

but these are just words,
shame they where never said.
whilst i was still here,
and not buried six feet dead.

so you know when you see my grave,
it really should say.
A girl that was never loved,
took her own life away'