Hiding Deep Inside

1 month ago:
i sit there laughing,
hiding the pain that courseing through my vains.
i joke around, and pretend its ok,
when i know iim jut being fake.

1 week ago:
yup, its the same as any other day,
i sit
laugh
and talk.
but im getting tired of being fake.

3 days ago:
today you really hurt me.
all this time you never really knew
did you?
exactly what youve been doing to me.
all the pain that courses through my vains.

today:
it was worse then any other day.
you hurt me
you humiliated me
YOU BROKE ME.
as i stand in the dark crying
trying to decide what to do.
i come to my decesion.
i sit down,pick up the pen,
and i start writing.
then i pick up my blade,
and cut all over my body,
carving "LOVE" where my heart is.
then i slit my wrist, and whisper goodbye.

later that day:
they come in.
worried when i dont anwser
come to my room.
they scream and shout.
they go to my desk picking up my note and read it aloud.

my note:
mother,
father,
brother,
sister,
my family,
im sorry.
i never told you what was wrong.
you never suspected a thing.
i was always hideing,
constenty crying.
but i never let you see.
cuz i didnt want you to know.
im going away, and im not comeing back to this horible place.
im sorry.
love your baby girl...