Why do it?
Why do you go through the pain
Of living?
Why do I?
No one let's me talk
No one really cares about me
I'm ignored everywhere I go
Well
Maybe I just
Shouldn't
Go through the pain
Of living
Wouldn't that be easier?
Being at peace
The blade is at my wrist
Cutting
Bleeding
Pain
Over soon
No more suffering
No more regret
Whew! Writio here! Three updates in a day! I tried a different writing style for this, what do you think? I didn't want it all to be: I felt bad, but someone helped. Soo... Yeah
Bye!
