You saw me laugh, you saw me smile,
[who'd have thought I'd commit suicide?]

from my poem, my suicide, check it out! (plz)

Under my fake smile
and light green eyes,
you will find
that really inside
i'm a lonely and scared child

Is it possible to die from a broken heart??

I've had a rough day
i cut my wrist
i'll watch it bleed
the last memory of me
will be the lipstick kiss
on the mirror

I can feel us slipping away and there's nothing i can say to change what's gonna happen today

You say you care
and yet you're never there
when i'm having a bad day
you just pretend and walk away

Iam a fake
a disguise,
i hide
from my mistakes

from my poem "please help" can you please comment
thanxs

The razor cuts my skin
the pain dissapears within
you feel like giving in
it's all caving in
the lights get dim
i think the razors gonna win