Why is my life such a mess?
I wish i could be saved like
a damsile in destress,
Why does it feel like i'm
going to hell,
how come my parents always yell,
Why do i wanna end my life,
what makes me resort to knifes,
Why does the world feel like
its crashing down on me,
Oh my gosh i with i didnt
have to be,
Why dont any one listen to
what i have to say,
when will i be okay,
Why do i do nothing but cry,
i found my blade so this is
good bye!
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