Their numbers are dwindling
Soon I will be alone again
In silence
And I will bury my head in my hands
And cry myself to sleep

A suicide of no knowledge
Kept inside away from normality
So unheard
An understanding never grasped
Feelings I own forced wrong

No acceptance of my reality
Shocking truth so crying
Attention
I shall not counterfeit myself
Feelings they are my own

I have tried so hard to flee
Cannot run so I’ve stayed
And punished
So closed minded not a blade
My own self inflict my pain

By a fist, thought or by a word
The pain cannot be felt
So soothing
Failing always never succeed
Even in dying always a failure