So fed up of living this life.
So fed up of feeling the way I do.
Ready to say good bye to this life...
Ready to end it all.
No one will care,
In the end they will be happy,
Forget about me like they do now.
So cold.
So alone.
I just sit there and watch the blood drip.
My 3 year old sister walks in as I take my last breath.
12/10/12
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem