Dear Death

Dear Death,

It was a great life,
fun while it lasted,
but now it's time to go,
into the casket.

I'm tired of getting lied to
and getting pushed into fake friends,
I don't deserve to be here,
so let me go instead.

I go into the bathroom
and I look at my scars,
remembering how much I hate life
and I just want to be gone.

I look at the pills
and pop a few in my mouth,
it only takes a few moments
to realize what I did wrong.

Now my parents stand at my grave,
holding flowers
and crying for days.