All day they run through my head,
These thoughts of suicide.
I can’t take this much longer,
This pain is too much to hide.
I feel so spent and worthless,
No one really cares anymore.
I can’t take these non-stop tears,
My body is too weak and sore.
I don’t want you to criticize me,
That’s the last thing I need.
The more you pick on me,
The less I feel I’ll ever succeed.
You say my life isn’t that bad,
But just for once, try being me.
You see, I don’t have friends,
I’m pathetic, dejected & lonely.
Don’t tell me you understand,
Unless you honestly do.
I would do anything in the world,
Just to trade lives with you.
I feel like everything’s my fault,
That’s why I’m forever saying sorry.
Although all I ever hear from you is,
“It’ll be okay, don’t worry…â€
You tell me I’m your friend,
Although you’re never there.
It couldn’t be more obvious,
How much you don’t care.
You continue to assume me,
Since I appear to be content.
You, in reality, are oblivious,
Because, in you, I feel I can’t vent.
When I claim no one likes me,
You claim it isn’t true.
No one has ever told me (they liked me),
The way they have you.
Being my friend is difficult,
Since I lost the only one I had.
I’ll never feel closer to anyone,
Hence, I’ll always be this sad…
Now the only one who knows me,
Is this notebook in which I write.
It knows my true emotions,
Where I confess each and every night.
I see everything I wish I wasn’t,
When I take a glimpse in the mirror.
I begin to feel even more pathetic,
When tears consciously reappear.
I can’t do this one more day,
Can’t take all this hatred…
This is nothing short of miserable,
Would I be better off dead?
Please tell me what to do,
As I’m terribly confused.
I can’t stop hating myself,
My mind is far too abused…
