Dead Poem by Kayla Corinne Beneteau

dead
alone
never ment to be
why is my life such a mess
i bleed till theres nothing left
you think of me
as so strange
just a girl who is always blame,
bruses on my arm
black eyes on my face,
afriad to go home,
i'm such a dicraess
if i leave my room
i know my fait
i want to die alone
i have no life
i hurt so much i don't feel pain
why must you treat me this way,
now u did it.
im gone for good
now live your life the way u should