Why can't i die?

What is the point of living forever,
when deep in your heart you want to die?
What is the use of a long lived life,
when everyday you seem to cry?
What is the point of different days,
when each day is exactly the same?
What is the point of holding on,
when you seem you feel already dead?
whats the use of thinking of the future,
when you can't even see an hour ahead?
Whats the point in developing friends,
when one day you will die anyways?
Whats the use of living,
when you will be forgotton forever someday?
Whats the point of me writing these rhymes,
that people will never read?
Whats the use of my failing life,
when all i want to suceed?
Why did I bother taking them pills,
when iam alive and can't help to cry?
Why do I live everyday,
when all i wanted is to die.....