For all my life I live in the dark,
I can't see some lights nor a spark,
Hope slips into my hand,
As fast like an hourglass's sand.
Instead of cheering me up,
They blaming me nonstop,
Tears run down into my shirt;
I am scared and hurt.
I can hear voices in my head,
Telling me that I should be dead,
I went to the kitchen and get a knife,
I stab myself to end my life.
A/N: I can feel goosebumps...
