Let's fear for the best (and hope for the worst)

i'm still breathing
this can't be right
i'm thrown out again
so i sit down and cry
i'm too happy ,happy to be alive
when love's life is blessed
and love's life hurts
i ask more from you
until i find someone new
i can't get help
when no one understands
even when people reach out
my grip seems to slip away
i can't help it if i fall for you
i just need someone to love
or maybe
i just want some attention
someone to listen
if not i'll cry
or maybe worse i'll grab a fucking razor
and
i'll die