Maybe...

No one sheds a tear for the scars I wear, maybe if I cut too deep, then would they care?

I don't think they'd miss me, they don't even know I'm alive! Maybe they will finally know when I die.

It hurts to smile, it hurts to laugh, I can't just forget everything from my past.

Maybe if I'm gone, they can't blame me for everything that goes wrong.

I'll do it when no one's home, that way I die the way I lived...alone.

This tiny blade will seal my fate, maybe someone will stop me before it's too late.

Someone told me that "Everyone hates you" is just a lie, if that's true...

Well then maybe, just maybe I don't want to die.