alone

it's a poem about failure, loneliness.

They told me to kill myself,
But they didn’t realize I was already dead
They told me to be happy,
But I knew that wouldn’t happen

So I walked in front of a bus,
But it didn’t hit me
So I tried to jump off a building,
But I was too afraid to take the step

I realized I was too weak to kill myself,
I realized I was a failure at that too
I realized that if I can’t even die right
I would never amount to anything

I found someone, someone I liked
But then I messed them up too
I wanted to make them happy
But I never will now

I thought that I’d be somebody,
I thought that I’d help people,
I thought that life would be fun,
I didn’t think I’d feel like this

But here we are, faking smiles
But here we are, dead inside
But here we are, cutting
But here we are, slowly rotting