Let Me Die

Silent Dreams,
Wishing that my heart would forget to beat.
So far it seems,
Nothing but a rotten treat.

Parents tell me I'm a nothing,
I'm the mistake in the making.
If it's true what's the reason for keeping,
Me, this stupid being.

I wish to be shot or killed,
Ground inside a paper mill.
Let me die at my own will,
I just want to be shot or killed.