A failure is what I am,
what stares at me in the mirror.
A selfish, ugly creature...
my, how I want to kill her.
That completely useless girl
who can't do anything right.
Nobody would even miss her
if she died this very night.
I punch the mirror forcefully,
sick of seeing that hideous face.
That girl will be gone soon,
will disappear without a trace.
Always alone, always sad...
that girl has a permanent frown.
Why should I have to suffer all alone?
Be the girl no one wants to be around?
I'm sick of being alone,
tired of always having to cry...
I'm done with all of this,
just pull the trigger and let me die.
