I want to cry.

I want to cry,
Sit here and die,
I don't know why,

I feel like it needs to be done,
Instead of just turning to run,
It feels like that happiness is gone with all the fun,

Life used to be great,
But now it's filled with such hate,
For class it makes me late,

It makes me hurt,
The blood might spurt,

I hope you understand,
Unserstand that when I needed you there the most,
You were gone,
And I hate you.