Suicide
All I can do is hurt myself and cry
how can anyone feel this dreadfully dead inside
nowhere to go, no one to help
why is this pain so deeply felt
I talk to people and it subsides only briefly
cuz they don't really f****g understand
they don't really wanna be friends to me
alone is not the word I would use
the despair makes me wanna just kill myself
to live or die, it's to easy to choose
all these strangers wanna tell me
look at what you'd leave behind
they can't see, that they are better off
trying to be a hero, but they are all just so blind
I feel like I'm nothing but a burden
like I want a purpose, but have none
just a lot of wishes and dreams
I can't feel this any longer
I just wanna be done
suicide is such a powerful word
but the actions taken are even stronger
don't bother trying to save me
stop pretending like you care
I already hung the noose
and I'm standing on the chair
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