I bet if you looked up what fake was
Right first would be my name
I am fake
The fakest of them all
I wear a smile
To show i am alright
But in truth
I am struggling
I AM struggling to juggle
My catastrophic life
Struggling to keep saying
That "hey, i am aright"
I don't think can continue
Lying to my friends
Saying everything's perfect
Even though i AM secretly . planning my end
And as i hear these voices in my head
Telling me to die already
Telling me things i know are true
That i AM worthless
That i AM unloved
That nobody will understand
What i deal with
And knowing this
It's motivation
Motivation to pick up that knife
To slash it down my wrist
To watch that crimson
Flood to the floor
Surrounding me
In my own pool of blood
And as i would smile
And laugh light headed
Not giving a damn
If i were to die now
Actually wishing, HOPING
For my eyes to close
For my heart to stop
For my blood to spill nonstop
For my soul to vanish
Without a trace
Yes, death at last