You blamed me for everything
I said I was innocent
The blood was flowing
Making a picture
The pure whit skin stained red
I looked down and thought what have I done

Went to school and no one noticed
My life went to dust
I tried to speak and everyone laughed
I hid in the bathroom
I took the blade and felt the pain
My friend was so sweet

Then I realized that I cut to deep
I hide it with my jacket and toilet paper
No one even noticed
I went home
No one was there

I took the blade and ended it all
My very last thought was
What have I done?