Every day I sit in despair

I have a life, but it's not fair

I don't want this

Or what I have

I want to be free

I want to be dead.

Because of my shrivelled ego

My life is ####

I can no longer ask a woman out 

Than handle it

My life isn't worth living

I can't deal with this pain

But I can't end my life

Even against this strain

I couldn't bring myself to do it

This throat wasn't made to slit

But

Something tells me 

That when I get the balls to end my life

I'll have the balls to live it.