You and I are best friends
friends until the end...

I hate this
I'm so confused...

Living each day
Instead wanting to die...

I hate you all
i feel so small...

You make fun of me
im gross disgusting, and nasty...

I cut every night
to try and end this fight...

You tell me the things i need to do
just to be liked by you...

I carry a blade with me
in only a place the i can see...

I wish that i could fall
and end it all...

My little girl hung herself
there was something going on in her mind...

I put a Cross on my thigh
i put it up way up high...

Its hard being new
you don't know what to do...