I want her to know I really do but if I told her she would freak out and think less of me even if I am her best friend it anyone found out they would look at me different and I can't deal with that.
If she knew
She might kill me
I'd be done forth
I would kill myself first
I have wanted to die
For a while
Why not now
No one cares
Why would they
I'm a no one
Can I die
Can someone kill me
Can I kill myself
Can you kill me
Should I cut tonight
Should I overdose
Should I die
Should I run away
What's wrong with me
Why do they hate me
Am I ugly
Am I fat
Am I a bitch
Am I a whore
Why would anyone want me
I see why my
Boyfriend broke up with me
I want to die
No one would miss me
Why would they
I hate my life
Most of my friends don't know
But I fake a smile
Most of my teachers think
That I have a song scratch on my
Arm no I cut my arm and my thighs
I'm a depressed loser
Why would you care
I think I'm done for now I'm probably gonna cut now.
I hope none of you become like me
