Tired

Roses are red violets are blue there is something that I want to do 
I'm tired of this life 
seems like a double-edged knife all I want to do is hold my breath 
And pray for the ultimate result is death.
 I'm tired of putting on a mask. 
I want to find happiness that lasts. 
I feel so alone.
Like I will never reach the end zone.
So why do I keep trying
When I feel like the whole world is lying
Does God really have an ultimately plan?
Because right now I'm not a fan