Please don't Let My Mother Read This

From the bottom of the barrel and I’m still here.
We all would like to think that we are more important then we are.
I am nothing. It’s not hard to understand. I’ve known it all along since birth.
I’ve never had a sense of pride. I’ve never had a shred of hope.

Believing in myself would be the death of my sincerity. Kill the lights.
Face to face with myself I know I am nothing.
Face to face with myself I am nothing.
This isn’t a cry for help. This isn’t reaching out. I wonder why this life would be like without me.
This isn’t even close to my suicide note.