Just an empty seat

They said it would be easy that soon i’d be grown up. Well they don’t know how hard it is to act like your tough.They said the time would fly by but it goes so slow.They say so many things, make it sound so cool, but life is just too hard, I don’t know what to do.
I’d rather it end and not have to pretend I’m well.
I’d rather be myself and have to go through hell.
Rather walk the plank than have to take the pain.
Cause’ if I were gone nothing would change there’d just be an empty seat and a little more space, and I’m sure my parents would love it, not seeing my face. So if this is the end.
If I really do die.
If this is my last post.
Just want to say goodbye.