I want to die

In a world that hates you
What can you see,
Other than the pain,
Other than the suffering.

In a world that shuns you
How do you live
How do you breath
When no one can see.

The pain you hide
Every day
Sometimes you wish
It would fade away.

But it won’t
This you know
You will never
Let it show

That you hate this
Hate yourself
Want die
From the gun on the shelf

Will you do it
No your scared,
You whiny baby,
that’s why no one wants you here.

You take the Gun
This’ll be over
You finally die
With your mother by your side