Bleed Me Dry

I am having a bad day,

My heart has a million wounds,

My mind is being blown away,

I am being torn apart.

I walk up to my desk,

And grab a pair of scissors,

My mind is entirely a mess,

My life is not going to get any better.

A few slashes are added,

To my white slim wrist,

My head is being pounded,

Blood is pouring out of my fist.

I feel like punching that bitch,

Who is such a big pain,

I don't care if her daddy's rich,

I hope she gets sent to Spain.

My head, heart and mood fell,

I don't care if I hurt myself,

I feel like I'm living in hell,

Acting like a doll on the toy shelf.

Oh, just be damned!!!

I'm want to hang myself up,

My life is one whole sham,

I have already given up.

My blood drips out slowly,

The scarlet glue slowly spreads,

But I am still not happy,

Because I am not yet dead.

Silent Child 1412 wrote this for me in class today, credits to her.. P.s:- Just so you know that the part it said "I hope she gets sent to Spain it's coz Spain is faraway from Malaysia so I would be like totally happy with it.