"Someone. Please. Help" I called out. No one came. No one will help you. They don't here my silent crys. They never will. Of course they care, right? They dont. They dont. They won't understand help. you cant help your self. I can only suffer. You can end it. How? By ending you life. But your too weak. There's nothing I can do. No one hears my silent crys. If they do they don't see it. They think it's a joke. That's all you are. A joke, a mess, a waste, nothing more than that. I should just end it. Who knows the suffering might be fun. All I can do is suffer. help.
