I'm lying on the pink carpeted floor,
bleeding, crying... what's this life for?

I'm underneath the spot where I tried to hang,
with a rope around my neck, I hit the floor with a bang.

I don't want to be like this anymore,
please just show me Heaven's door.
Earth just isn't for me,
why is that so hard for others to see?

Lacerations around my neck,
the next morning all I hear is "what the heck?"
but I lie and say my headphones got caught,
they believe every word I say - I'm distraught.

Why can't anyone see how much pain I'm in?
This is no longer a battle I can win.
Nobody cares, I will not be missed,
death is calling and I cannot resist.