Do they?

I feel like they hate me I feel like they want me dead Why do I feel like this Do they want me gone? I sit on the bathroom floor With pills by my side I sit there wondering Do they like me? I don't know why But, I didn't take the pills So instead I sit in my room With tears in my eyes I held the blade to my wrist and cut Do they even care? What do I do What do I have to live for Why am I still here Do they even care? Do they?