I close my eyes at night
And see myself standing there
There, at the place I once called my world
There, at the people I once called my friends

Then I wake up
And see myself lying in my bed
See myself in my world
See myself going to the people I call my friends

I’m going downstairs
And I realise I’m not happy anymore
Not happy with my world
Not happy with the people I call friends

I close my eyes again
But this time I hope it’s for real
I hope I don’t have to go back to my world
I hope I don’t have to go back to the people I call friends

I open my eyes
And see my parents standing next to me
I know now I didn’t left my world
I know now I didn’t left the people I call friends

I know now that my suicide was a failure.