They told me i need to keep trying and that its not worth dieing and i though about it how do they know when u keep everything to yourself

Came home today started to cry pick up the little razor and cut as much as i could, only if he was here to help me i would be ok

Im sorry mom,
You didn't fail, i did.

Sometimes I stare at myself
and wonder why I’m here.
The sad thing is I can never
come up with an answer.

She never happy with herself
& she cries all the time, but to the
people who know here she’s a smiley,
laughing, happy person. Yea she’s a
great actress.

She paints a pretty picture, but their is a little twist, the paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist

)& after a while,
the jokes aren't funny anymore.
theres nothing left to smile about.
Everyone begins to look the same.
lovers lose their passion,
friends become enemies
&& the life we once knew..is gone.

People are gonna disappoint you.
I get that -- i almost expect that.
but what if you wake up one morning
and realize that you're the disappointment

Why should they decide if i should live do they relize how much i hurt

It seems like no ones listen to me so y should i even try anymore