I feel "fine" is what I tell my friends

To tell the truth 

Im dying inside but no one cares 

I used to think "end your life no one would care anyway"

"No one likes you your not pretty"

"Die already" it wasnt intill someone told me to kill myself I decide I was right 

I tried but I couuldnt do it I was scared

I was screaming for help but no one heard me

when to school the next day

People asked me if I was ok 

I Said I was fine.

Even though I was dying inside

I lied cause I was scared

now I regrett everything

have scars on my wriste from past mistakes and a scar on my vein that I thought drowned out my pain.

But now its all regretted