What Would You Do?

I hate the world but mostly I hate myself Sometimes I wish that I were someone else. The hurt I’ve caused, pain inflicted Something that I never expected. I try to hide the pain that’s shown The questions asked when on the phone. Sometimes I sit and look at my life All the pain, the hurt, the strife. I push away the ones I love And only think about what’s waiting above. If I took my life today I wonder what people would think or say. I feel like I can’t hang on anymore I’ve felt like this, it’s happened before. I hope I get over it, but maybe one day you’ll see That sometimes it’s just too hard to be me. I hope you wont’ get mad or frustrated But think how I’m feeling, pretty much hated. You don’t care about me or how I feel I just pray that somehow my heart will heal. The time has come to say goodbye I’m leaving now and flying high.