Sick

I'm sick of the pain, Sick of the hurt. Sick of being nothing more to this world than a waste of space. I have never been useful, never been worth anything to any one. People say they care, and in some small way I bet they do, but would there life not be much better with out me? Would they not be happier with out me around? I just want it all to stop. The pain to go away. I want to stop existing. Stop being alive. Stop being me. Hell, I don't even wanna be someone else. I just want to go away forever. To the other side. I just wish I had never been born.