Better this way

\Waking up, the start of everyday

Feeling the pain, of the scars that stain my wrist

I hide them, to hide my life

I'm a bastard, an orphan

A person my parents want gone, a person my parents didn't want

I shed the tears, but somehow hide my blood

The times I stop, then start again

means I'm not having the support I need to get by

My friends, they don't care

My parents, they'll be happy

and for once

so will I

blood, watching it fall to the floor as I feel myself let loose

I feel light, I feel cold

My head spinning, hurting as I come crashing into the floor

I'm soaked, in my own blood

I'm soaked in my own tears and fears

but no one cares, no one gives a damn

If they did, they'd be here by now

darkness comes, light fades

The door opens and screams happen

Mother? Father?

It couldn't be but them who cried

I never knew I ment this much, even if I was a child of children

I'm not the oldest, nor the youngest.

I'm simply the unwanted Middle

I'm sorry for what I've done

and for what hasn't accured yet

but I do have the courage to end my parent pain

I feel the light, it comes back

I awake, in all white, lying in a bed, parents hunched over me

"Why would you do this" they asked

You made me

again everything went black

this time there was no waking up, no light

just boiling screams that mine joined into

but I have to say

It's better this way