Ignorant Suicide

 Thank you for the attention
I hold it all too dear.
I never craved the affection
But never held it near.
Your words are like cruel lies
They spit into the cobra's mouth.
Let's quarrel with the disguise
That I'd like to call myself.
The heads that turn away
How I'd like to shoot them off.
Brain matter spilling everywhere
Does someone have a mop?
The calculating girl
Only wanting to be loved
She walked into the house
And took a bullet in the mouth.
The last thing she could say
The only reason were these words
"I timed this all precisely so I never go unheard."