suicide and all the times i've cried
god, it hurts so much inside
this blade feels good on my skin
isnt cutting urself a sin?
the pain it continues to grow
and im doing a good job of not letting it show
so many promises broken
not enough words spoken
the blood now drips to the floor
its a good thing i locked my door
im sorry if im not a good friend
and im sorry that my heart just wouldnt mend
i dont know if anyone cares for me
and most of the time
i dont even know if anyone is there for me
sometimes i feel lost and alone
but these feelings will not be shown
im sorry
but i had to lie
im sorry my friends
but im going to say goodbye..

 
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