I don't want to talk tonight.
I don't want to be here.
I just want to go upstairs and fall asleep.
I don't ever want to wake up.
I want to blister.
I want to bleed.
I wish people would stop pretending to care about me.
It would hurt a lot less if they just admitted they really don't.
I don't want to live anymore.
But I don't want to die alone.