Thin enough cuts that it looks like a paper cut..all because of knives

In My Dreams, I Wish For You.
But During Life I Wish For Death.
Why Do I Want 2 Different Things?
Maybe In Life I Will Never Have You. Thats Why I Got To Dream. But Death Is So Easy To Get.</3

Why is it that whenever I cry I feel so dry and empty?

You will never know who I am... I don't even know..

Is it wrong to make yourself black out so I don't have to be here?

I should keep my head down, and mouth shut, so no one knows I'm unhappy and about to commit suicide...because of all of you.

I thought I was the mistake... Maybe the mistake was talking and trusting in you.

The party is just getting started when I die.

She wants to be seen,
she wants to be heard,
she wants to be held,
but what she really wants is to be loved.

People yell and scream at me, I try to tune them out but that just makes it worse. I just want to be loved. Will someone save me from this hell hole?