Somebody Kill Me, PleasePut me out of my miserySomebody kill me pleaseMy soul burns like this DiseaseSealed by my own deedsA fate that I would welcomeWith open armsAn end, an outAll I want is SilencePeaceIt's ironic,I cannot live without itYet the only way to attain itIs to cease to liveSuicide isn't a cry for help, rather, a means to an end.
IllusionsWho is that?I look in the mirrorIt's not me...She has my same eyesMy same hairBut something's
I can't tell what it isWe look the sameWe think the sameWait, there it isShe's fatI'm fat
I can see it nowWhy didn't I notice it before?My clothes seemed to fit just fineBut there's no hiding itI'm obese
I must stop eatingStop drinkingStop