Dear dad
you do not no what your doing to me...

How can i survive,
when i feel like i'm dead...

All my life i have,
disapointed you...

Dear mum
dont let dad treat you like dirt...

Thank you for being there,
when i needed you...

I slice the blade across my arm,
many would call this self harm...

My life is just a play,
up upon the stage...

I don'tneed you,
i don't need to die...

I'm not a toy you can throw away,
i no thats how you think of me and thats how it...

I am sitting here in a pool of darkness,
afraid to open my eyes...

As rain hit the window,
Light begins to fade...

Dear family,
to my auntie...