Name of the bullet.

Now that she does know,
There's no chance for love to grow,
I told her "I love you",
She didn't feel that way too,
I feel so lonely now,
I have no reason to vow.

I feel have no love,
And I am unworthy of,
Any love toward me,
Will disappear regretfully,
In this world I have no need,
I should go with the deed.

I should just end it all now,
But how can it happen? HOW?
My name is in the side of this bullet,
Now just squeeze trigger and pull it.