I don't want to be me anymore simply because it's to hard,
Too hard living a life that everyone else is happy with,
Is it so hard not to bombard,
Bombard the dreadful life which I have nothing left to give,
I can't be bothered with anything anymore,
Not even who walks in and out the door,
The door to my friendship and trust,
Because with one powerful push,
I'll topple down like dust,
I'm used to one word, "shush"
Except put 'shush' in a harsher way,
Then tell me what to say,
Tell me what to say that won't get me told off,
Or find a way to get rid of this cough,
The cough that infiltrates my brain, í
And causes an immense amount of pain.
I don't want to be me anymore,
Simply because who I am isn't enough,
Isn't enough for this cruel world full of tough,
Tough situations to deal with.
The accusations never stop,
Whether jokes or not,
More and I'll pop,
I'm like an ant in a pot,
Stuck at the bottom just waiting to die,
I'm ready to say goodbye,
But then my friends,
What're they to do with my end,
What about my family,
They would hate themselves cause they couldn't save me,
I can't leave this cruel world,
This cruel world that is keeping me hostage,
Keeping me hostage without the knowledge,
The unanswered questions risking life,
The question "should I use a knife?".
Life's not that bad,
Well just a tad,
I've got so many problems,
But I feel no one can solve them,
The one place I got used to,
Is the place despised by few,
And now I am new to the never ending feeling,
The feeling everybody's going to start leaving.
