The Last Laugh

Let the blood flow from your wrist
Let the silence follow
No goodbyes you shant be missed
Embrace your new found sorrow
You feel the darkness creep on to you
Even though the sun is shining
You've made your choice no turning back
They'll be no silver lining

When they find you what will be said?
"Why o' why is this young girl dead?"
They stumble upon the blood stained note
Folded so neatly upon your throat
All the words you wanted to say
They never gave you the time of day
Now they will as they begin to sob
Giving the undertaker a job
No sunshine now not a single ray
You told them that one day you would make them pay..