It hasn't always been this way ..
There were so many good times ,
but all I can do now is sit around and think about what went wrong.
Some days I just can't take it.
I've been so close to suicide,
what's the point of life?
But I couldn't do that to my family.
No madder how much I can't stand them.
At school I'm invisible,
just a shadow with minimal friends.
When you look at me,
I don't appear that way.
Hell I look happy,
I'm not.
Read between the lines.
This is my cry for help.
Too bad there's nobody to listen.
14 years wasted . | |
And about friends, they'll come, all by themselves, like they did for me, I was just like you, now I got a job, I got mature, and people are way easily attracted to me... If I had killed myself, nothing of this would have happened, I would have died miserable, and lonely, I waited and look what happened, a light in the end of the tunnel, Hope...
I've wanted to die so many times, the ONLY thing keeping me from actually doing it is my mom and dad. If anything ever happened to them, I would have no reason left to live, no one who would give a damn if I died, so thats when i'd kill myself. I honestly wake up in the morning though and pray for a bus to hit me so I'd die a "tragic accidental death" and not put my parents through the pain of a child who took away their own lives. I hate life more than anything in the world.
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