• We got together,
    i broke my hand,
    he didnt care,
    i kissed him,
    he never kissed back,
    i wonder why,
    i see him with my best friend alot,
    i start to cry,
    i see them holding hands,
    i cut my wrist,
    i go home that night,
    didnt eat,
    just cryed,
    then i start to cut myself more,
    i come to school the next day,
    sad with cuts all over,
    he sees me and he wonders why,
    i commit suiside,
    he has a party,
    he has my best friend in his arms,