I wasn't made to be alive

Please remember me forever,
promise to never forget,
as my last tear is shed,
and i've finished weaving my web.

a spider i may be,
red a sign of death,
but you were never scared,
as i started running out of breath.

i've worked so hard to live,
the thing for which i strive,
but i think i finally understand,
i wasn't made to be alive.

my existence merely a waste,
of space and of air,
my life just an excuse,
for someone to not be there.

i know that this is true,
so please don't disagree,
if anyone deserves to die,
the person should be me.

so i'll shoulder my insecurity,
and walk into the street,
don't scream if you're a witness,
i'm just a whisper in the heat.