written on 9/8/2001 <br /> <br />These are the thoughts of a suicidal teen.... 'Why must I live in a world thats so mean? I know its not yet my time to go, but I might as well just let the blood flow. No one really cares if I live or I die. Since no one cares..... then why the hell should I? I can still get help.... it's not too late. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! ! ! ! THIS OBSTICLE IS TOO GREAT! ! ! ! . I can't do it alone. There's no one around. If someone doesn't show up.... I'll be underground. There's no time for 'I love yous' or 'Good-byes.' These are the thoughts of a suicidal teen..... as seen through my eyes.<br /><br />Dion Webster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-my-eyes-3/
