I'm the problem
I'm the drama
Everyone says I'm acting out
Attention seeking
Disturbed and out of control
I'm the rainbow sheep
Chosen scapegoat
I'm the disease
I'm the one they call crazy
They say life would be better without me
This world is no place for anyone like me
They say I'm just a waste of space
Not worth the air I breathe
I'm struggling to survive
Why am I even still alive?
I've decided that now it's time to leave
So I finish off all the pills, overdose
Down the bottle, intoxicated
Climb to the top rail on the pedestrian bridge
knowing I can't swim
I jump and give in
Toe tag and a body bag
I let the suicidal fantasy win
Because I'm not okay ...
Now everyone's asking what happened
They're saying they didn't expect this
But when I called out for help
Everyone looked the other way
covered their ears
put blinders on their eyes
They even said it would be better if I died
My ghost watching and listening
to someone say they were blindsided
They can't hear me but
I tell them that there were signs
There were always signs
that would've been seen if only they
paid attention
instead of always dismissing me
Time doesn't heal all wounds
The weight of the world
was just too much for me to carry on my own
I shouldn't've had to bear it alone
But now I'm okay as I leave the earth
that I didn't belong to
and find my place on the other side
of the night sky
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