I Wanna Be Someone Else

Alone in my bathroom I stare at my eyes They are red and raw, no big surprise If there is one thing I can never forgive It is myself, for having never lived. I get closer to my blotchy reflection And realize I am nowhere near to perfection The coldness of the mirror under my lips Makes me aware of my frailties and slips Why are you alone? Thinking of killing yourself? I fall into a hard thing, a toilet paper shelf. I wanna be be blonde, I wanna be keen. I wanna be someone else; someone whose seen. No one pays attention to me, I feel like a fake. When I kill myself, will I finally be awake? I want blood, guts, and delicious chocolate cake. When I wake up in heaven, will I finally be awake?