Better Off

If I stand up my legs will carry me right off this ledge I'm picturing myself down there on the ground lifeless that's how I know this is the end These scars on my wrist they're getting deeper and deeper everyday I risk thinking the darkest thoughts that puts the blade back in my hand and that's when the cutting begins I still feel alone even when people are there I still cry myself to sleep at night when nobody is here I've ran myself into the ground looking for something called love but forget it it's not worth it all it did was mess me up I'm tired of this empty feeling all I'm feeling is defeated can't even win against myself but i'm my only reason I need help but I'm to afraid to admit it so I do it myself tell everyone I'm independent truth is i'm scared to let anyone else come in Still feeling like i'm falling is suicide my only option opting out is for whimps guess default is my only logic Getting hurt by the ones who suppose to love me the most don't really understand how I feel they taking me as a joke Once I jump I know I'll have some regret but right now theres no time for that i'm so desperate i'll do anything to get these voices out my head Leave a note saying you're right I am better off dead