Idk wat to call this poem

Life sucks
why can't i be happy??
i'm not that different
people are happy
then there is me
not happy just plain and worthless
thats what everyone says
i'm alone and have these thoughts of suicide or just cutting myself to feel something, anything
why can't i feel like other people
why am i so different
i don't want to be different
why can't i feel

idk if this poem makes sense but its the way i feel