thoughts of a lost teen

Sometimes I wonder if he really does want me, I'm blinded by hate, i cannot see. sometimes I wonder if my friends just want me to go, I'm surrounded by friends but i feel do alone. sometimes I wonder why i donâ??t just die, it's too hard, I'm weak and I'm tired. sometimes I wonder why i don't go all the way, it would finally mean that i wouldn't have to live one more day. sometimes I wonder why i don't "accidentally" cut too deep it would put me forever into a deep sleep. sometimes I wonder if hard work really pays off, i don't think it does so i think I'll just stop. sometimes I wonder why i get caught in your lies, i don't think you can hear my painful cries. sometimes I wonder why I'm still here, I'm trapped and surrounded by all my fears. sometimes I wonder why i try to impress i always try, but fail, it makes me depressed. sometimes I wonder why i cry these tears, in running massacre there's no beauty