Sometimes I wonder who it is inside me
Who is it that I want to kill
Who is it that I want to die
I think I am crazy
And I know I am immature
Everyone hates me
I am always in the way
This is why I cut
I want to see my blood
To punish myself
For what? I dunno
I just know that I am evil
and that I deserve to die
Everyone one hates me
So why am I alive?
By Kristen Rice-Alam