Sunday, 19 June 2011
11:29:15 PM (GMT)
Its getting harder and harder not to cut.
Everyday my parents fight and everyday I think of how unhappy my mother is.
Everyday it hurts more and more. I can't help but think how much better life would
be for everyone else if I were just, dead.
Sometimes I feel like I'm not worth it, like nothing I do will ever amount to
I wish I could go one day without hating who I am.
And then these people I have to put up with;;
You talk behind my back.
You spread rumors when I'm around.
You make me feel so low.
You tell me nobody cares.
And you say I'd be better off gone.
I bet you couldn't believe how much I cry because of your words.
They hurt me so much.
I bet you don't think about the effect your last sentence will have.
I mean really.
You haven't a clue do you?
You know nothing of all the things I've been through.
You can't tell me the things I've seen.
Do you know the pain I've overcome?
I didn't think so.
Do you ever wonder why I'm so secretive?
Maybe its so girls like you would have to make stuff up about me to make yourself
If you would just take the time to get to know me, maybe you'd think differently.
Can't you just shut your mouth for one minute and leave me alone?
Just forget it.
Drop the subject.
I have enough on my mind already, I don't need some fake, guy-obsessed, slut
spreading rumors about me.
I deal with real problems as it is.
Physical pain fades away.
Verbal pain you cannot see.
Emotional pain stays forever.
How do you tell your parents that you're depressed?
I just need someone to talk to.
Last edited: 29 August 2011