Hell.

You hate morning alarms opening your eyes Making you think damn, why am I
still alive? You go to school and feel like a fool A joke, A nobody You
want to hurt people and hurt yourself You want to see death and
destruction, like Hitler himself You go into a fantasy of what you wish
your life could be There's no way your life would be Of what you see You
come back to reality You remember Your life is hell You then wonder is it
me You guess it must be You have a torn apart heart but you can't fix it
You love when you see three sixes You feel like the devil reincarnated You
believe your evil, or your bad You try to kill yourself but you can't You
put the knife to your wrist but can't apply pressure People who want to die
don't People who don't will We all will in the end You hope the end will
begin The sin's you thought The pain you've felt Makes you run from your
worst fear You run from yourself You think my life is sad You realize the
world is bad Your live is a Halloween mask You're afraid to show your true
self You realize the earth is hell behind a mask The pain the anguish stays
inside everyday Others don't know what to say You never want to play Others
play They like games You don't, you're in one You think this is hell
because it is so hard, too much pain You feel pain of loses, pain of love,
the pain of not fitting in Pain of not being able to show your light and
shine You're just a shadow of someone kind For Christmas you want death
Others want wealth The pain of not wanting anything else No it's not wealth
But that one small thing you see everyday You want it so bad but you just
can't get it You feel as though you are stuck in quicksand You see a vine
but it is inches from your hand You know it's your only way out You then
keep struggling to get it You only sink further in Like a drug addiction
People see your situation some try to help you Other just don't care Tell
you things aren't hard for you They need to see it from your point of view
You know it is You fight to stay alive But, you really want to be dead You
don't want to live no more You would rather be dead You say give my life to
who wants it instead You then start getting better Out of nowhere things
get worst Like life is toying with you Like putting yarn in front of a cat
Every time he thinks he has it you pull it away Things get even worst Like
a campfire that turns into a forest fire The wind blows and you blow with
it You go with the flow Like a river or stream that goes nowhere It takes
forever to end You then see the end It turns out to be an illusion You
realize your just beginning You feel you have no purpose You have no
present Just a past Hoping and praying you will die soon Hoping you will
have no future Do you want to know why?

This is.

Hell