My Suicide

I see the shiny blade
i put it to my wrist
i see the blood drip down
as i tightly clench my fist
i can't cry any more
i just sit with a straight face
and i watch myself die
as the blood goes all over the place
as i look at what i've done
and i feel like something more
that person that i was
is nothing but who i was before
people say they care
but they don't care when thy see me cry
i'm sick of all their lies
that's what led me to
my suicide....