Poet with no name

I wish I was dead, I wish someone would make me that offer. I don’t wanna be here, I’ve never been happy, the females sexually abuse and exploit me just as hard as the males, there’s no love in looking, everyone failed me, everyone let me down, I have nothing, I wish I was dead. Amanda Todd should have been a lesson, at least she’s dead, so she won while I’m still here amongst you inbreds. I don’t wanna be here anymore, I don’t wanna take another breath, every happy memory I have is a lie, even though that’s not what you insist, I don’t wanna live another second, I don’t wanna exist. I wanna die, I don’t wanna be alive, even though I know because of what you’ve all done none of you will survive. The police fine and arrest me, stalking my every move, national health service useless following how they lose. I seeked refuge in religion but only found con men, why can’t you shoot me the way I shot the people in this poem. It is what it is, I’ve never heard such insensitive bullshit, tell me why I live as either the victim or the culprit. Jokes and secrets run the world. But I still wanna die because I don’t have one loyal girl