I Have No Clue What To Call It

hollow eyes, broken life death by lies, and a greedy knife. haunting smile, frozen voice, I wanted to stay a while, but I didn't have a choice. they told me who I had to be, but I couldn't play the role, so instead my happiness from me they stole giggles full of mockery wide eyed stares why must they hate me? I guess once im gone they'll finally care. cold floor, my final breath, I just wanted to add one more, but now im greeting death.