Why, hun?

Why do I love you? If that's the way you make me feel. You're my fuel. You give me energy. But one that I ended to become addicted in. You're kind of a drug. You gave me everything. And now you don't let me use it anymore. I was killed. And I still up. For my own sadnees, I still can open my eyes. And see you. Druging other people. With my drug. I just wanna die. So kill me. The way is supossed to be. I wanna die with overdose. So kill me. Because I wanna die. So I can say goodbye. Goodbye.