Dear World,
Right now, I’m in a very selfish mood. I can’t take this life anymore — this world, the people, everything. It’s too heavy for me to carry.
If there is a God, I want Him to take my life and give it to someone who truly needs it — a sick person who doesn’t have the choice to live the way they want.
I’m done.
I feel like I’m no longer needed here.
Please, take me.
Please, relieve me.