Why Me

I ask myself everyday why I'm here living a lie, why am i here in this hell that keeps getting hotter and hotter each day....
all this fighting all this pain i cant take it anymore i just want to die
i want to take my razer blade and cut my veins so bad
i want to kill myself and get out of this hole, i need to be free
free like a butterfly to Rom the world and have no pain and just be myself
would someone hear my cries and set me free before i cut into my bleeding flesh.