I cry myself to sleep,
I scratch myself until I bleed,
and I want to leave this place.
Why can't I leave everyone alone?
It would make their lives easier,
they wouldn't have to be annoyed by me.
Sometimes I like to wonder how it would be if I was gone?
Would they miss me? Mourn in my loss?
Would the school do a assembly in my honor?
Would my friends miss me?
Would he miss me?
Would he regret the chances we didn't take?
Would he still remember me?
In the end,
we only regret the chances we didn't take.
