Why wasnt it me?

i pick up the knife

put it to my wrist

i hear a car door slam

there home!

put it away quick

 

Another chance

to end my life

with this cold, sharp,

bloody knife

 

they'll be gone

in the morning.

better wake up early

 

i go in the bathroom

to find the kinfe

its already bloody?

what happened last night?

 

i get a phone call.

its my dad

he said "your mom is dead"

 

tears rush down my face

i fall down to the ground.

"Why!?" i say

it could have been me!

dont you see?