By the time you read this,

I'll be dead.

I hate my life.

Get that through your head.

It's always been about you.

You never cared about me.

I'm so done with this life.

Now, I'm going to be free.

You never noticed how hurt I was.

You never noticed my blood shot eyes.

You never noticed the cuts on my arms.

You never heard my pleading cries.

I'm actually ready to die.

I'm ready for it to come to an end.

My body is already ruined.

My heart will never be able to mend.

If you had listened, I'd be fine.

I wouldn't have to do this.

But you didn't listen.

So I say goodbye, and head to my bliss.

By the time you read this,

I'll be dead.

I hate my life.

Get that through your head.