can i die

no matter what i do they yell at me and i cant help
the bleeding makes me light headed 
but the pain makes me alive
no 
i dont need a hug
nor a friends who "understand" 
the blade knows more about me then i do
the angels have a specal song for me 
i can hear it now 
so soft and sweet
they welcome me home 
they walls can close in on me
my wings a spread 
and the voice i find 
is not my own
but the one inside burryed so long ago
be free and fly away my angel
go home where they understand
and the note is set and the edge is flat
and when i fall