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

Is it possible to die from a broken heart??

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

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)

Into the mirror she stared,
and wondered, did any-one even cared?
"No,' she heard the little voice say,
she went through this torture every day.

from my poem, the little voice, please comment, it means a lot to me

I don't know what to do,
i wish it was knew to me
i love you,
but you'll never see

I don't know what to do,
i wish it was knew to me
i love you,
but you'll never see

I'm really scared
and i don't know what to do
i'm really scared
at the thought of losing you

I'm really scared
and i don't know what to do
i'm really scared
at the thought of losing you

I'm really scared
and i don't know what to do
i'm really scared
at the thought of losing you