MyLast Words


I Should Kill Myself


My teachers told me to stop dreaming all day
They never told me you can die that way
To live like that is barely to live at all

That's why I found it
The best anesthetic
Ignoring the world was my first heroin

Kids called me names, I cried
Call me names today, I'll probably smile
I fooled you
I made you think I was worth your time

I couldn't even make up a simple rhyme
On which to end my meaningless shitty turmoil of existence

See?

Imagine that.

Imagine this.

So I hold my needle like a gun
And it would be so dry to sign off with a pun
Though I won't
If I were to do such a thing
You may think more of me
You may think me witty
You may think me clever
You may think MY DESIRE TO MAKE YOU LAUGH
MEANS I CARED ABOUT YOU...
WHAT AM I; JESUS?
You may even make the terrible mistake
Of thinking this was a tragedy
When I was merely avoiding one

And so I'm dead; unnoticed and unuseful.
You can't forget me fast enough.

Of course I'm not really dead
I just wanted your attention
For a moment
But now, now, what?
Now I'm bored!
Now what to do?
I think I'll kill myself

Hell, I may. Hell, I should.

Submitted: Thursday, May 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013

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