i don't wanna return it

when im alone thinking about suciede theres no love in this cold world im on to i love them but they dont show some they make me hallow inside lonely outside my heart is wounded my mind is dead im no longer the one that they want im the one that they hate im the only one who knows my secrets but others see them other talking about them im out of tears but full of pains im dead but im alive they say im a good kid but im a nasty nigga people are hating and they cant stop other are cruel but they keep growing but the goods die young thats a hell of statement man this is no fair it is too scary and very dumb