This pain is killing me

This circumstance is breaking me apart
It spins around in my head
It basically makes me wanna be dead
The past year and a half has been too much
This person, then that person, now a new person and such
Every turn I make is a letdown
What do I do? Give up? Sit down?
This school is like hell
Think I'd rather go to jail
I can't take much more of this
What kind of world is this?
I hate this place
You can't even say it to my face
If I said goodbye
You wouldn't cry
I don't think anybody even would know
So if I was gone tomorrow and you really did notice-
Don't try to shead a tear
Why do it now? Before you didn't care.