Miserable

Miserable in life
Miserable in the day light
All the miserable that I had I rather picked up a knife
I rather die and then I will be alright
I want to die of all the pain that I have just gain
Crying into tears even if its going to rain
Just hearing myself makes me sick
Sick of myself that I just wanted to ended quick
I don't want to feel useless again
I just want to die or leave this place and catch a train
I want to know if I will find true happiness in life when I'm living on
Should I continue my life and try to move on.
I just can’t think about these stupid thoughts anymore
Just hearing myself wants me to open the door
A door of my death
A death that I will be trap in a net.
I rather die then living on earth
So I won’t live my life of misery and be reborn.