Ordinary Suicide

I have feelings I can't hide,
feelings of ordinary suicide,
I hold the knife to my wrist,
or give my neck a little twist,
put a bullet in my head,
all of these could make me dead,
watching the blood poor from my veins,
I hope that my blood stains,
your memory of my life,
all you see is that knife,
as the blood pours from me,
I smile as you begin to see,
this is what I truly need,
so will you stay and watch me bleed,
people say it's strange, but it happens all the time,
this is just ordinary suicide, so don't tell me it's a crime,
I hate all human life including mine,
this is my chance to shine,
I'll end my life and leave this place,
but there will be no tears on my face,
death is the only true reward we can wish for,
I say it now as I've said it before,
all the times that I've tried,
I'll finally commit ordinary suicide...