Suit Yourself... Poem by Valmiro Zithiz

Well my friend, most of all this may not be another poem per say,
I have a new truth and conclusion, talk about it, i may?
I am twelve years old and my life is full of sorrows,
I am twelve years old and my heart is still hollow,
I beg you not to judge me like everyone does,
Cause if you do then like everyone pain you will cause,
I cut, I cry, and i like to bleed,
School and bullies made me this way,
Music, and crying makes it go away...
Cant hold on much longer,
This cage is getting shorter,
I need my space so i can breath,
And so i feel that old good need,
of wanting to sudendly bleed....
Love is missing in my heart,
My almost empty soul is being ripped apart,
Im twelve years old and i want to die...
This cruel world will break me if i dont escape....
Come On! Come On!
I need a change! ! !