What is life?

Give me a knife,

to end my life,

end the emptiness inside.

This can't be what life is really like.

How blind I must have been,

not to see my life flash before my eyes.

This life is not meant for me.

Leave me alone and let me be.

I don't need the pity you have given me.

Look at what your sheltering has done to me.

If I had known what it was like,

Will I still be the same?

Am I the one to blame?

Your trickery was cruel and evil.

To believe there could be everlasting love.

To make life seem to be a gift from up above.

To make me want something that wont ever be.

So tell me now, is this what life is meant to be?