Itll be better when im dead

I stay up late
i can not sleep
there so many promise
i can not meet
i promise that i wont cut
but everyday i feel i must
ever day when my parents cuss
and yell at me
i cant believe they can't tell
that because they yell
it kills me piece by piece
i try to block it out
but there just to loud when they shout
you think that id be used to it by now
but it just hurts more some how
as i get older
my heart grows colder
its getting harder to feel
getting harder to tell what is real
I'm losing all my hope, my faith
that one day it'll all be better
but in the back of my mind
i do believe it'll get better
the only thing is
that the one day it'll be better
is the one day i am dead
when i have left from a life i dread
the day that i can finally say its the end
the day i can just relax and wont have to defend
every min.. of everyday the pain will finally go away
i cant wait tell my final day!
this is all i h ave to say
to the ones that care
I'm sorry but i just couldn't last one more day
but i love you and I'm sorry that i just couldn't stay
the pain just wouldn't go away