I feel useless,
and there is nothing you can do to make me feel better.
The thoughts in my head are carnivorus,
and the self harming jealousy of my peers
slit my wrists just to watch me bleed out.
To my parents, I apologise because I can't do any better,
I've tried harder than I dare to think.
Although I have failed,
grant me this moment to be proud of me,
your child,
or forever hold your peace.