Why can't I be brave enough
To finally do it?
Just end it all,
Knowing hardly anyone will care.
But at the same time,
I know it will pass.
So I go another day
Without doing anything.
What happened to bring it back?
So many things.
Things I don't want to go
Too deep into.
Let's just say,
People hate me
For reasons I don't know.
I wish I did, but alast, I don't.
Ignoring me,
Giving me glares,
Wishing I would disappear.
So maybe one day,
I will.
Whether it is me that does it,
Or something else.
Whether I pull the trigger,
Or move to the other side of the county,
I know one day it'll all end.
