Sitting, Thinking, Crying

I was sitting at home sick and this just came to me. It’s my first one so it probably is really crappy…
I'm sitting here
Thinking to myself
Do I really want to die?

But then I think how much
You guys hurt me
I thought you were my friends

So now I take this knife and
Stab it into my chest
I don't even shed a tear
As blood streams down
I fall to the floor

And now you wonder why
I committed suicide

By Taylor Ferguson
Published: 12/13/2006 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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