Bullet In My Skull

Sometimes I wonder
If I'd be better off
With a bullet
In my skull.

I feel so hopeless,
As if I am trapped
In a prison
For my soul.

I can't do things right;
I've lost my strength,
My mind's edge
Totally dull.

I am directionless,
With nowhere to go,
And maybe you'd better off
With a bullet
In my skull.