Suicide

As i sit here on the bathroom floor

With pills scated all over the room

And a razor coved in blood on the counter

I have thoughts about my past life

And the little kid who I once was

Then as I get up and look in the mirror

I see the monster I have become

All coved in black eyeliner and tears

Black tears I grab the razor and slit my face up and fall back

There I lay till my parents come home and find there little girl dead.