If it is all in my head
I want to be dead
Because I am that anyway
To you and to them
So I will fade away
Echoing what only remains
That is what you and they want
Is it not?

Alas, I am trampled on by hate
With a looming disconnected date
That this is the worst possible way
To get attention
But I never wanted the attention
I only wanted to live to love and be loved
So I lived to the former
Was skimped on the latter
I will not stamp and rage
But quietly fade away…