Lost

I feel like I lost myself, in my own thoughts. Trying to be me, was harder than I thought. Everywhere I look, I see their eyes, wondering why I look so tired. <i>"You're so young to be depressed."</i> I'm tired, I'm crying, inside I can feel myself dying. I just hope they see me plead guilty, of all the sins they've said I've done, before I turn my head to a metal gun. <i>"If you wanted to commit suicide, you would have done it already."</i> I just feel so alone, 7 billion people can't make this house, feel like home. What was my purpose? What was I here for? I'm sick, I don't really want to live anymore. <i>"Everything will get better, I promise."</i> I don't want to live anymore. <i>"I promise"</i> You promise? <b>bang