Why can I be normal? It's like I'm screaming but no one can hear me, I go to school sit in class and look at the walls and in that moment it doesn't matter what you say because I'm not here. In that moment all I could have think about was your nobody and no one will notice if you were gone..
I came home from school and I went straight to my room, I didn't have pretend anymore I could have just be myself. As I got into my room I looked the door and stared at myself in the mirror discussed with what I saw. 'God I hate myself, if I were you i would hate myself too'. Why can't I be pretty like the girls in my school why can't I be skinny and smart?.
Night came and I couldn't take it anymore. I'm just so sick of having to suffer and it's not like I matter. I'm just really tired of living, breathing having to wake up every day and it's and it's a fight. It's an fight that I keep losing..I'm really sorry that this is how it has to be now. You told me to be happy and being here isn't..
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RandomA young girl who became suicidal. Nothing she does is ever good enough so she finally ends it..
