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Sitting in the dark room
Laying in bed
Just wishing that I was dead
I can't take it anymore
Nobody cares about me
they just can't see
what I'm going throug
heach day my suicidal thoughts grow
They tell me to go to hell
All I can do is hide in my shell
cause there's no one to tell
it's like I'm trapped under this spell
They call me fat ***
And make fun of me in class
Life is too hard
and I want to end it
Because you know what?
I QUIT!!!
This poem is about:
Me