what am I still doing here?
what am I good for?
why am I hated?
what did I do?
what'w wrong with me?
why am I so different?
what went wrong?
what can I do?
why was I born?
was this ment to be?
did I deserve this all?
why is this happening to me?
I don't know what to do anymore,
I can't tell what I feel,
moone will understand,
it'll be for nothing.
I'm thinking now,
about what life looks like,
when I'm happy,
will that ever happen?
right now I feel alone,
right now I want to die,
right now life has no use for me,
but what if it changes?
what will I miss,
what will I've giving up on,
what have I threw away,
how would life be?
but if it doesn't happen,
I'll be still alone,
than I'll still be unhappy,
I'll still be hating myself.
I won't cry,
so don't you do,
I'm better of,
think of that.
when I'm gone,
life will change,
I wasn't ment to be in this world,
so I have to go.
I'm going now,
please don't weep,
it's better like this,
please understand for once
het leven is niet mooi en voor mij ziet het er niet naar uit dat de toekomst mooie dingen zal gaan brengen. ik ben overbodig en wil weg, weg van alles.
maar ben te laf.