Unwelcome everywhere

A gun in your head
Squeeze the trigger and nothing happens
It seems that the world is conspiring against you
I don't think it's your turn
The other world does not want you there.

What's so bad you've done?
You hear the whispers everywhere you go
Phobias and fears are growing
And there's no where to run.

They don't want you here
They don't want you there
Where do you go?
The death and life are your enemy now.

You feel afraid of them
They are afraid of you
And others will hunt to get your neck
You will give up?

Cries of despair are heard
And you will try one more time
The gun pointed at his head again
And pulled the trigger... To the end.