Thread: Me in a world soon to end

Why does being me,
Have to be so hard?
I try to make in this world,
But I always pull the wrong card.

I am so tried,
Of walking on this ground.
Because every step I take,
Just seems so wrong.

It’s a cruel cruel World,
And my flesh is peeling.
Because all the lies,
Are eroding me.

Being gullible,
Is not the way to be.
You will soon fall flat,
Just like me.

The world is a battlefield,
And the weak has to die.
I barely survived,
Because I chose to hide.

But when to sun sets,
I am all alone.
I feel like I am the only one,
And everyone else is gone.

But it’s not the first time,
It’s repeated again and again,
Being a weak and pathetic girl,
It’s hard to find a friend.

Therefore, I’ll give up my place,
In this world that’s soon to end.
Because why should I stay here,
If I am soon to end.