Terror

I point my head towards the sky,
Pretend that i'm okay.
But what nobody knows is
my life feels so far away
I feel no soul inside of my heart,
Nothing gives me hope anymore,

This life to me is dismay

Its hard to think what i tried
and didn't succeed
The pills in my stomach
must agree with me
But nobody will know because it didn't kill me.
For some reason god wants me to bleed
why god why
why do this to me.
I know we all have life expectancy
but why god why
why pick on Me.
My body is filled with plentiful cuts
Yet nobody cares to see.
I look at myself in the mirror,
I see terror in me.