Suicide is a
plea for
attention...
So how many
times do I have to
fling myself
from every
cliff I see?
How many
times should
I cut myself into pieces?
Do I have to
hang myself
right before
your eyes
just so
you'd hear the plea
of my broken heart?

*Loving someone who will never love you back is like committing suicide every time you see him smile, how every laugh can make you bleed because you it wasn't for you. IT WILL NEVER BE YOU