I see them smile

I see them laugh

I see them wave to me

While all the while

They are laughing at me

Then think I’m funny

They think I’m a joke

They think I don’t know

They like my pain

They take joy in my sadness

They dance with my depression

But no more, I’m through

I’ve had enough

I can not take another day

Of their false kindness and caring

I quit, I’m through, I’m done

Tomorrow I will not care

For tomorrow, I will be dead.