Can I...?

Can I...?

Can I kill myself?
Why cant i kill myself?

Is it because i havent found salvation?
Or is it because i have no guts?

Why must i be surrounded by tragedy and stupid people?
Who will help me? Who will love me? Who will break me?

......no one....but me.

I hold this knife, that could very well end my life.
Do i care? Little do i care.
I wouldnt end my live fast and painless,
No i wouldnt. I would end it slow and painful...

For all my sins
For all my sorrows
For all the ones that i did love.
I write this note to tell you all that...
I never loved anyone.
I despise everyone who laughed or made fun of me.
And everyone who said they loved me, it was all lies from the start.
Which kills me because it broke my heart.....
And raped my mind to ever wonder 'WHO LOVES ME?'
I'll tell you, that no one loves a psycho freak.
A psycho freak like me.