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Why does it have to be me To go though this Why does it have to be me Who can never show it I'm crying cant you see Don't you care about me? I lock myself in the bathroom I won't let anybody in Then I see it Perfectly sharpend in all its glory To help me, Release me Let me be free I take it in my hand Gripping it tightley Pointing it carfully at my wrist Im going to do this I close my eyes Count to 5 A sudden pain Releases, I feel it trickling I look at it It's not to deep, but deep enough To feel To know I'm real I'm released And I'm not hurt Not in the least bit Then I sit Once again Looking,Thinking About what I have just done Just accomplished A small frown appears on my face Not enough A tear takes place Makes its jouney to my wrist Stings, Burns The pain Too slow I get up and look at my ugly face In the mirrior And Scream HOW COULD ANYONE EVEN WANT ME!!!!! I'm ending this mistake This mistake thats me, my life I'm fed up with life I hold the knife to my throat I thought it's a few seconds of pain or the rest of my life I make one final slice My last words are Good-bye thanks for all the pain and misery!