Blade in hand
This isn't what you planned
If only someone had a clue
Of what you're really going through
You're sick of life
So you go for the knife
You begin to put it to an end
You ignore the calls from your friend
She doesn't really care
You're just some waste of air
So here it comes the first cut
It hurts but so what?
The emotional pain is too much
You give the blade just a touch
There is blood
You're done feeling like crud
So you cut some more
Notice no ones pounding on your door
No one really cares do they
It's their time to pay
So you take the bottle of pills
You ignore the chills
Once the bottle is gone
It starts to dawn
What you've really done
They won
And you let them without even knowing it
And down you go as you hit
The floor
You know that there will be no more
You realize all the people you're going to miss
That boy you really wanted to kiss
All your hope
How will your family cope?
You begin to cry
You didn't really want to die
You mutter that your sorry and your eyes start to close
That's how it goes
You're dead
And the world is left to dread
