I do not want to be here
There is so much pain and fear
I can't take it anymore
What is all of this even for
Can't it be a world that doesn't have pain
Yet apparently that is all that remain
A world that barely knows much joy
And treats it's people as if they're a toy
Be my death good or be it bad
I won't regret the choice I had
Just one cut and it'll all be done
Gone before ever seeing the sun
Here I am, knife in hand
Ready to cut right where I stand
As I see the blood dripping to the floor
My mind fades and goes out the door