I Had Failed Everyone

I had a dream,
I was loved and actually happy.
I wasn't fake and I had a real smile on my face.
But then i woke up
and i noticed that it wasn't real.
I was still dressed in black,
I still had cuts,
and I was still sad.
I wished what was in my dream was real.
That i had true friends,
a boy who really loved me,
and parents who were not ashamed to have me as a daughter.
All I have in my head is,
NOTHING COULD TAKE MY PAIN AWAY.
So i got my razor from my hiding place,
and i put it against my veins,
cutting upward
i am all alone in my dark room
listening to sad songs.
I'm crying
in pain,
I'm dying
And in vain.
Hoping that people will mourn for me when I die,
That no one would be glad
that i had killed myself.
Now my last minutes of life,
I get flashbacks of when i was happy.
Finally, all i see is black.
All i hear is people around me crying.
and then nothing at all.
Im dead in a hospital bed
because i had failed everyone.