What’s the point of being here,
When no one wants you so dear?
Why take the pain,
When you could easily end it all?
I would,
If I could just take that long fall,
I want to kill you,
But I don’t really want you dead,
But I still can’t believe,
All those hurtful things that you said,
I cant stay here if you continue,
Why do people have the nerve to ask who?
When they truly know,
Why don’t they just go?
The pressure keeps building,
This pain is killing,
I can only take so much,
I don’t even know,
What I can touch,
The rules and boundaries are pulling me in,
Have I committed to big of a sin?
Why do people keep telling me,
All of these lies,
Why can’t they see,
That my soul just dies?
They just laugh and stare,
I feel like nobody has the ability to care,
Nothing is giving me hope,
So I’ll just use a thick rope,
Maybe then they will remember me,
But not for whom I was,
But for how I died,
And how long they all cried. |
