Who gets to tell the next person on deaths list, that its worth it?

I won't ever forget you...i love you...i hope i make you proud...:(

I play it off lyk I got nothin to lie bout
n nothin to sigh bout,
but in my heart I kno I've got somethin to cry bout

You tink I'm fyn,
But realli wen I go home I cry.
Witout u knoin wat u did,
I try 2 liv lyf lyk i alwais did.
Wen you cross dat lyn,
My heart breaks inside,
nd den u realize y u lied.

Families r supposed 2 b happpy but i want it all gone, now i often ask myself, y was i born?