I'm not suicidal anymore,
But of course my illness won't go away.
I'm sad on the line when someone calls,
Yet that's never what I say.
I'm not suicidal for now,
But I learned that I'm the most miserable human.
I'm always sad, wow,
You still don't care, I think you're inhuman.
I'm so miserable,
I want to cry all the time.
Melancholy kills me
Mostly at bed time.
So kill me now ,
Even though I don't want to die,
I don't want to suffer
Through this horrible world that I call my life.