Cry For Me

Staring at the window the fog is quickly spreading through
To hide the tears that just now have begun to brew
No on seems to see me no one seems to care
No one seems to see me as tears I start to wear

I guess they finally got to me I guess I finally cracked
The teasing that I chose again not to send right back
Crying out in anguish crying out in pain
I ask a simple question the answer no one seems to gain

I run into the kitchen I grab the sharpest thing
I want to slit my throat I want to stop the pain
"could I have been the reason" Not one of them will think
With me gone not one eye would even care to blink

My heart is beating faster my hands begin to shake
As my life I will try to very quickly take
I raise the knife to my sight thinking this must end
I place the blade against my throat knowing I cant bend

Screaming out in pain falling to the floor
I see a tine post it fallen by the door
Reaching out to grab it with a final breath
I read two words before I'm taken in by death

"I Care"