Not Okay

I can not bear to help myself

Knowing that one day it will end

I point the gun to my head

"You not worth it"

"why are you living?"

"shouldn't  you be dead with your family?"

"your a waste of space"

Get out of my head

I am okay, i promise

And i am okay thanks,

but i didn't mean it once

Because i hate that you make me smile

even worse make me cry,

There are nights that I cry in pain so hard

that i could not control the aches in my body

hear my silent screams drifting in silent wind

because i hate that you don't care for me