In My Head

Suicidal thoughts kept running through my head Thinking maybe i'll be better off dead My life is like algebra hard to find a solution To me killing myself was the only option Slowly cutting my wrist with a razor blade Leaving scars on my skin that will never fade Whenever i sit an try to figure out why All i get is flashbacks and a reason to cry Each day that goes by there is a battle to face With someone telling me i'm such a disgrace It's like no one cares about me or my feelings Because the more i try to change the less they start caring Calling me names like ***** an hoe and other hurtful thing you won't want to know I really wish my life could start over And maybe everything will be much better But for now i'll stay in this cold hearted world And maybe i"ll have a story to be told Natalia Williams 15 yrs