In The Eyes Of The Helpless

I look at that shiny blade, as it drips with crimson red. As I think about my life, I just lay down in my bed.
I stare at my reflection, so pale and dripping with tears. Harming myself is the only way to get rid of my fears.
Who am I to run to when I have no where to go. My dad doesn't love me, and my mom will never know.
I just dont know what to do anymore, it's all too much to bear, no one give a damn or a care.
So should I end my life or just live with this dreadful pain. I might as well shoot myself, I'm going insane.
My life doesn't mean anything to me, everyone just needs to leave me alone and let me be.
I have prayed to God so many times when I was in need. But all he would do is just let me bleed.
No one understands me, so when I die tonight, just let me be ok for the first time of my life.