People say mean things you act like you don't care, but when you get home you get all scared, blood is dripping, dripping from the cut on your arm. Your shaking so much you can't hold the knife any longer.
Your parents hear your scream, they run to your room, run to find their baby girl lying in a puddle of her own blood.
Your rushed to the hospital, you feel like Deing, but you still want to live. Your parents are crying, you don't think your going to make it.
The minute you close your eyes the doctor walks in, he comes to tell you that you will be fine.
But deep down in your heart you still wanna go, go some were, were some one loves you, some were, were someone cares.
You get back home and you start to think, you come up with an answer and it goes like this...
Life is to short to want to die but when you do die don't let it be from suicide. When you die you want to have a happier life, and if you kill your self you will not have it happy ever after.
