The Thoughts of a Girl (Who Wants to Die)

I'm sick of this, can't it end?
I'll cry my tears, my heart won't mend.
Take my life steal my breath
Give me the knife, I choose death.
Break me down because I don't care
Nobody was ever there
I don't want to stay awake for hours upon days
I'm tired only hearing malicious praise 
The voices they're so sweet so nice
"death is better" and yes they're right
I'm sick of the cuts the blood the pain
Just lock me up because I'm insane
Drown me cut me poison me shoot me
Hang me drug me kill me please
My breathing begins to slow
What's happening? I think you know
Heartbeat coming to a stop
Just who won...? My thoughts.