i wanted to die

lat night , i broke down , and cried my eyes out , thinking of everything that’s been happening , and i grabbed my picture frame , and threw it against the wall , it broke , and i sat down by the glass , and stared balling my eyes out even more ,  i put my hands down and felt glass all around me , from the mirror i broke earlier ( i usually brake things to keep me from taking out out on myself , ) and so i sat there and started slamming my writs into the glass ,  and i stared bleeding , a lot , .. i wanted to die so much at that point , and i thought that maybe that would have worked ,. but it didn’t , and i hated it ,  i tried to do it before , but that time , i Over Dosed ,on pills , but it didn’t work , because my parents found me