Im sick of everything

I'm sick of listening to people tell me what to do.
what i was going to do I will live up to.

I got into the bath right after I got out of bed.
I just lied back and let the water rush over my head.

But I picked myself up so fast.
and dunked it again still weary from the last.

I sat up listening to the song that played so sweet.
And saw my clothes on the floor
piled far from neat.

I planned it out I know what to do
My parents will come home and find me purple and blue.

My boyfriend couldn't stop me
cause he's not here.
he was supposed to be, but now i shed a tear.

My life started to flash before my eyes
How so many friends, boyfriends, tears, and lies.

I think this would be the best thing to do.
For all the people that hurt me
for will now finally hurt too.

I lied in that tub till my
fingers turned prune.
I lied and thought till about noon
No one believes this poem, i laugh cause they don't
but when I die doubt me they won't

I stood up in the tub and they are lucky though
cause i am unable to stay unwilling to go.