Who Am I

Who am I
That is the question to witch I don’t know the answer
I look at my self and see nothing of worth
I want to know how to change
To make someone care for me
I wish that I was not me
For to be me is nothing but misery
I pretend that I am happy
And everyone buys in to my lies
Then on the way home
Or at night when I am in bed
All I do is cry
Depression, seaside, and worthlessness
Is all I feel
I mean nothing to no one
And the reason that I am here is unclear
Why is someone as worthless as me allowed to live