I want to die. What is the use of staying alive? What is the purpose of my life?

When I am always living with so much strife.

I can’t go on living this way.

I can’t stand boring day, after boring day.

Just watching my life waste away.

You must think I am a drama queen,

You haven’t been there, you haven’t seen

The disaster my life has been.

I know death is part of living, but all I know

Is that I will be quitting my life,

which has no meaning.

I want death to take over,

I want to go being sober,

Knowing what I am doing,

Aware of where I am going.

No need for drugs, no need to disguise

The feeling certain death will arise

I will go quietly, no one will know

just let me sleep, and not wake up tomorrow.

I want to die, don't want to cry, no one understands my sorrow...