My heart is ripping apart. And it’s killing me. I’m alone and the world is slowly killing me. No one will help me. I try to keep my head high, but I am too shy. What do you call it when all you feel is pain? When your loved ones look at you and all you feel is shame? When your tired of living and playing this game? When you smile and laugh but you know its all a show? When you feel like you’ve hit your all time low? When nothing makes you happy and the darkness around you grows? Oh how i wished i had a gun instead of this little razor ooh how i wish to be dead.