Counterspeech

I haven't got the nerves for it anymore
I will walk myself to the door
Yeah I guess you won't take the blame
And that everything was all part of the game

You will realize that you made me do it
You will understand every bit
It's not that I want to die, I only don't want to live
Smell harder and maybe you'll catch a whiff

Remember what I said
I will only feel alive when I'm dead
Contradictory is the way
A morning for me is the end of a day

This pace is too fast for me
Tell me what is it that you want me to be?
You don't know what my problem is
I know because I don't either, it's an identity crisis

Is this what you wanted?
Is this the life I was granted?
Death at this time is nothing for me
This tragedy is not for me to see

I'm an alien to the world
The world is alien to me
What is it that has made me this way?
That is for no-one to say

Please let it stop
Am I going to continue or am I going to give up?
Can't you see, can't you understand?
Please offer me your hand

*---The end, thank you, good night!---*