My best friend hates me,
My boyfriend dumped me.
My life is falling apart.
I hate this life,
I might as well be dead.
I have hated it from the start.
I always have problems,
And no one to turn to.
I don't think anyone would care.
No one would understand,
Or probably even listen.
This life just isn't fair.
My Mom abandoned me,
My Dad died,
My brother is behind bars.
I'm all alone.
I have no family to run to.
I wish I didn't have so many scars.
I just got it bad,
And I envy all those people,
Who have such a perfect life.
I have thought about it so many times,
To end it all,
With just one stab of a knife.
I hold it in my hands,
But chicken out,
When the knife gets above my head.
I keep thinking,
That maybe life will get better,
So I slit my wrist instead.
I want to keep living,
But I also want to be happy.
That would be a dream come true.
It's just not fair,
That I got it bad.
Just think it could have been you.
