My Suicide

I know I get old & people get tired of my shit.
So I go to the bathroom. Purge, puke, spit.
I starve myself so I can feel.
Something that might really be real.
I complain, bitch & whine all day
Trying to describe my everyday pain.
I love someone who don't love me back.
So ill go cut after purging snack.
I've always felt worthless and wanted to die.
Maybe now is the time that I try.
Leave me alone, so I can bleed to death
This time its real, not a test.
Maybe he'll notice when I'm finally gone
Like I wish he would've all along.
Little did they know, I was already dead.
There was no conscience inside my head.
I was already gone, I went insane.
My suicide is just getting rid of the remains.