The doctor whispers to my mother the things i already know
But i know she will still think that its all just a show
What can i do to make her realize that this isnt right
That i am tired of putting up this bloody fight
What must i do to make everybody aware
That the pain with me isnt very rare
Maybe they still think that i am not old enough to feel this pain
That i am just to young to already be going insane
The doctor pulls away and he looks at me in sorrow
he says "Your mother thinks you should come visit me tomorrow"
I nodd my head silently, knowing what i was going to do
I breath a sigh of relief, knowing i will be able to make it threw
I have finally found a way to make everybody realize
that all my hurt wasnt really a lie
When i got home, i got the knife
Thinking it is finally time to end my life
As i raised it up to my neck
I try to remember how my life became a reck
But as the blood drains away, so do the thoughts
I will throw the pain away, and soon it will rot
When they all find me, they will also find a note
and written on it, was my last upsetting quote
"Im sorry that i had to do this, but no one would ever start to care
About the depression that none of you thought was there
next time you meet someone, who is as sad as I
You will know to help them, before they decide to die
 
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