suicidal thoughts

the slits on my wrists are to painful to bear

i try to get you to help but you dont care

im crying in class and people are starting to stare

this life is so crazy i want to rip out my hair

you said youll be there through it all

you said youll be there when i call

but all i gets a buzy tone

when will you pick up the phone

and be the friend you said you would

your making me have suicidal thoughts for good

lying in my bed i think of that day

when you said forever in my  life yould stay

the suicidal thoughts make me slit my wrists some more

i keep asking myself what are friends for

but you keep showing me i can do without

these thoughts wont go away

they haunt me day by day showing me this is just a gameyou were once true to me

but that day seems so far away

these thoughts are slowly killing me

untill one day

when forever ill be gone