I know your mad and you hate
the world.
I know you're sad, I know
you're angry.
I know you're hurt, I know
you're in pain.
I know you're lonely, I know
you're ashamed.
I know you've been hurt by 
the people you loved and 
trusted the most.
I know you cry and you don't
know why, it just seems like
the only thing you can do.
I know you hate you're self
and you think you don't 
deserve to live.
I know you could care less
if you live or die.
I know you are thinking
about commiting sucide.
I know how you feel.
I know your pain.
I feel the same way too.