• I look at you sleeping there
    on the couch, curled up in a ball.
    You're so pitiful.
    So hopeless.

    God, i hate you!
    Why are you like that?
    You act like everything is fine
    all the time but really, your heart
    is being torn to shreds.

    You act like nothing can touch you
    like words have no meaning to you at all!
    But that's all a lie!
    Words do mean something!

    'I love you' means everything to you
    but you don't let it show.
    You act like you're fine with being lonely
    when really, that's what you think
    about at night, when you're all alone.

    You act like you could take on the world,
    when really the world could
    crush you between its
    finger tips.

    I stand over you now, with this knife
    and I think that you don't deserve to live.
    I plunge that knife deep inside of you
    and that's when i see your true face.

    And I realize as i blink back the tears,
    I've just killed myself.