Why was I made this way

The lonely nights in my room,

Trying to forget my name,

Loosing touch, loosing hope,

No one really knows my pain.

I'm breathing but I am dead,

Why do I have to exist?

I don't need to die,

But why should I try?

I'm laying here in my bed,

Suicide on my mind,

Craving the blade,

Why was I made this way?

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