(I have no idea what to call this ...)

I lie on my bed and stare at the knife

How easy it would be for its sharpest point to end my life

Your voice is in my head, reciting all my faults

I close my eyes and hold my breath

I calmly wait for the pain to hault

If you know that you hate me then why did you make me

What did I ever do to deserve this cruelty?

It's ok if you don't love me

It's ok if you don't care

It's ok if I wish I were dead

It's ok if you pretend i'm not here

It's ok if everything about me sucks

I wish I were never born

'Cause it's better than forever having your heart torn

I reopen my eyes and i'm alone on my bed

I kick the knife away

'Cause inside i'm already dead.