Waiting on the world to change.

And as she told me the truth about my life.
As she made sure i knew what everybody else thinks.
I ran.
And hid.
And grabbed that razor for the first time in forever.
And drug it across my wrists.
And sat.
And stared.
At the blood filling the cut.
The tears started to fill my eyes.
But i stopped them
Yall probaby think im too emotional.
But being suicidal...
It does that to you.
But i stopped the tears.
I have cried more then i have my entire life these past 6 days.
And i didnt want to cry.
So i sat.
And waited.
For myself to calm down.
But it didnt work for long.
But now im here.
Waiting for things to change.