You need to die
No one will care
You won’t be missed
Kill yourself I dare

There is a knife
Look at your wrists
Cut your fresh veins
Right below your fists

Fire is fun
Makes blood boil
Light the burning death
End all your toil

Blood, blood everywhere
But not a drop to drink
Your body is lifeless
Easier to sink

Now comes the funeral 
What you didn’t think
Many now miss you 
Some even cared