Introvert

I\'m so empty. I\'m so hurt.
I\'m so sick of being introvert.
Kill me now. Just make it quick.
I\'m tired of having to feel so ... sick.
Sick to my stomach, sick in the head.
Sick of my life... u heard what I said.
Life is a snitch and then u die.
Why can\'t I speed the process and take my life?
You say \"Its wrong, its such a taboo!\"
But if I really cared I\'d ask you.
I wanna SCREAM i wanna SHOUT!
I wanna cry and thrash about.
But then they\'d know I\'m not OK.
And I\'d get the attention I avoid each day.
All I have to do is find my friend.
On her I can rely, on her I can depend.
W/ one quick touch there\'s a flash of red.
My problems are resolved though still unsaid.
I\'m still so empty, still so hurt.
I\'m still so sick, I\'ll always be introvert.