This Reality

I'm a lost soul in the wrath of this reality.
You see me; I appear to look normal.
Inside of me my soul screams,
"Let me out of this bag of skin, this world"
My soul envelops this illusion of reality.
Why?
Why?
I can't help how I feel.
I can't control my life.
Why the hell am I here?
Helpless, depressed, sitting in a corner.
Darkness come upon me.
I contemplate suicide.
As my anger rises, my tears fall.
Why?
Why?
I scream one ast time,
"Why am I here god-damnit?"
As I sit my wrists.
Hoping this reality will soon pass.