Am I happy?
I should be
I have a roof
over my head
A warm bed
and lots of food
I go to a good
college
I have some
friends and
even a boyfriend
But I just want
to sleep forever
Isn't that dying?
I hope so
'cause I'm so tired
and resting doesn't
change a thing
I hate it here
I feel no joy
I long for pain
so that I can
feel alive
Oh, dear,
how I long
for the day I die.