So much pain, I keep inside br From this game, I always hide br Noone knows, why i act the way i do br because life blows, cuz of ppl like you br I'm so stresserd out, lifes so hard br all i do is pout, I'ma tard br I'm so through with this, so tired of this life br So I brace myself for the blades kiss, I love my knife br I dig it deep into my skin, blood gushing out br Hoping this is my end, believeing so without a doubt br I wake up soaked in red, and reread what i wrote br wondering how I am not dead, then tear up the note br I begin to cry, wondering what i have to do br Wishing I could just die, awondering if anyone knew br God I hate this life, and it hates me br I grab my knife, wishing to be free br I stab it into my wrist, I lye on the floor br finally ending this, Glad i will be nomore br With my last breath, just about to die br Happy for my death, I whisper goodbyebr br Lizzie Resendizbr br