I'm sick of living that much is true, no one cares so it
wont matter if I go.I'll do it when they all go out tonight,
I'll lock my door and write the death letter, they'll have
to break down the door to get to me.I'll blare my music and
I'll sit on my bed and I'll slash my wrists tonight, I'll
let the blood flow from my body, I'll smile as I watch it
flow.People stopped caring so now my last resort is to kill
myself.I hear the door shut, I know their gone I go up to my
room and get ready to take my life, I have the knife in my
hand then with one quick move I slash my wrists.I don't care
about the pain, I watch as the blood flows from my wrists.I
smile for I am finally happy, a few minutes later my life
ends.