Dead Before December (not gr8 but...)

Why I do this
I do not know
It's either that
Or I will not show
This cycle that repeats itself
Every day and night
The struggle not to end it all
Is my losing fight
...
For now it's only pain I cause
To get myself through another day
'Cause you want to be popular
It's my wrists that have to pay
The words you shout are killing me
Destroying every wall I've built
And once again it's me to pay
Its my blood that gets spilt
...
Every day my wrists I hide
For if my secret were to get out
I would be harassed by shrinks
That fact there is no doubt
The thoughts I have of sky scrapers
Drink and pills galore
These make me cut once again
Deeper, more and more
...
Like I say I don't know why
But I do know this
YOU will make me overdose
If these slanderings persist
This be not my situation
But some bits of it are true
Like sky scrapers and overdose
If I had guts it's what id do
...
So when you go round name calling
Just remember 2 small things
The redbull theory isn't true
It's DEATH that gives you wings
So here is the second thing
That you always should remember
Others have more guts than me
They'd be DEAD BEFORE DECEMBER