Die

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I don't have the will to live anymore I just don't want to be here
I've been trying so hard
No one cares though and I know they'd forget about me
They always say they'll remember you but I know how fast they forgot him
Nobody would care and I guess that's a good thing
There's no one to hurt
I just wanted someone to talk to but I don't like to complain
I can't believe I thought I'd actually make it somewhere , make it out
I don't know
Killing myself seems okay right now

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