"Just die already!"
You are told constantly, you know they are right.
Just wanting it all to end, wanting to kill yourself to make the world better for everyone
Ending it, so for once you finally feel happy, finally have some sort of joy,
have your wish fulfilled, enjoying something instead of hating everything.
Starting to eye the pills, getting ready with the rope,
You were dead to everyone from the start anyways.
Your just going to end it no matter what your told.
"No one loves you, you freak!"
"You'll be lucky if anyone even talked to you!"
Why bother going on if no one even cares
They only noticed when you were