I think..
I think I may be done, yet I can not pull myself to do it..
every night I have been up, wander, waiting, for something.
I honestly cant tell you what, because, I don’t know..
maybe I wanna die, maybe I don’t know, I honestly can’t feel anymore
I am tempted to cut and slice, but I don’t even find the point..
Knowing my luck someone will tell the school about these depressing things again
and fuck shit up, but this time I feel as if I need to go away, and solve this
ON MY OWN not help from my parents, or friends, or anyone, just a long period
of waiting, I guess 7 years of bullying have boiled down to this, I cant feel
I guess if I didn’t have those few that cared for me I wouldn’t be here…
I just wanna purpose, maybe this is cry for help.. for someone to notice me
not to go and tell everyone, just to notice me, just one.. will someone please..
