Holding on by a string

I’m screaming and crying in this time of day
Where everything is fading away
Why am I hear
What have I done?
As I think to my self in this timely world become
“Why am I in this touchier chamber” as I cry out loud
No one is hearing me
Staring at me as If I’m something else
Why don’t you understand I know I don’t belong.
I would get rid of my self
I knew I would
If it wasn’t for the bible keeping me here for good
Why can’t I die now?
And get my life over with
But he refuses
So right now I’ll listen to hold on by GC
Cya around If he keeps me here for good