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Crying myself to sleep,

Thinking, why am I me?

Self hatred all around,

It's just keeping me bound.

Ripe isolation,

Am I growing up?

They say it's just bad luck.

Hanging myself,

They say it's right.

The voices in my head, that is.

They say "goodnight"

There's bubbles above my neck,

To them they're disturbing,

"An attempted suicide" they said.

I'm sorry I was just hurting.

The cold nights keep me up,

"You're alone" they say.

I curl up in a ball,

Yelling "go away".

I'm going to "H",

Not Heaven or Hell,

But somewhere I can possibly,

Get well.

My mental isn't something you would want to see.

I'm sure you wouldn't wanna be with me.

Because you're cruel,

Someone who wouldn't understand,

So to me you're nothing but bland.

I can't sleep,

I don't want to.

They try to force me,

Saying "I should've just left you".

Everthing is hard for me,

Why can't I do anything right?

Today is officaly going to be the last time,

They say "goodnight".