My little poems ❤️

"GOODBYE"
Suicidal? They don't know.
Depressed? It doesn't show.
They always ask me "why?"
I say "because of society that makes people cry."

Don't they know what people do to me?
They lock me up in a cage unable to be free.
Can't be free from rumors, backstabbing and also teasing
Whilst I sit here with insecurities building.

Now I wish that I could die
So that everything and everyone will be fine.
So I'll now just cut myself and cry
I have cut myself too deep so now I say goodbye.