shit i'm still here,
i think to myself.
i get up off my bed
and check the white shelf.
i see books, board games, things and more
and then i find what i'm looking for.
a tiny container with something inside
it's about 20 pills,
oh today i wanna die.
let's take all these pills
and feel nothing,
i've got nothing in my head:
because i know i'm already dead.