Fake

I've been thinking...
What do I deserve...?
What Dont I deserve?

Well I've got an answer...
I defiantly dont deserve a spot on this earth.

And I've also been thinking...
Who has ever been there for me?
Who is there for me now?
Who was there for me when my mom was dying?
Or after?

Who was I there for?
No one I guess...
If Im not there for anyone, than why should I believe anyone would be here for me?

Why should I ever believe in this life I have?
I never had friends.... Never will...
No one will be there at my funeral,... other than to spit on my grave...

When will it turn from talk, to action?
What keeps me from killing myself?
I cant wait


Fake love, fake friends.
Fake Life