Do you know what it's like to be in your room doing self-destructive things while in the next room sleeping are your parents and they have no idea. Then you wake up, get ready for school, and act like everything is okay. You're sitting in class thinking about last night while everyone else is doing their work. You want someone to notice and you want someone to care but you sit in silence and continue through your day while everyone thinks you're just that quiet,unimportant nobody when really you're the one going through much more than they could ever imagine. And the worst part is if that was your last night to walk this earth and your chair was empty the next day and so on, no one would even notice. The teacher would stop calling your name for at tendency and your existence was basically obliterated not that you were that important before anyway.
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RandomI wrote these or I found them off the internet//Some may be triggering// these are my favourite ones and they will speak how I feel...
