I cut myself; wanting to die

I cut myself; wanting to die,
no more do I want to cry.

Every night, I lie awake,
want to change, not to be fake.
It feels like no one cares about me,
Just want to die, don't want to be alive.

Sadness is always in my heart,
just want to end and die, just want to start over.
I want to be accepted for who I am,
I wish someone out there could understand.
I ask myself “When will death come upon me”
I just want to jump, jump off dramatically.

very  nice  touchy.....................................

Touchy its really nice and
Meena its nice poem,,short and touching

wow touchy,its soo touchy .