being like this isn't going to help me
should i stop?
no
yes
no
yes
NO
that's final
but i can't just leave it...right?
i beg for help
a help for someone
anyone
maybe just a random person
ANYONE
but they just watch me suffer
you get used to it.
i hear echos from one ear to the other
wake
up
wake
up
i scream and i sit up from my bed, in tears, i get up
and start my day
i'm ok
just
ok
YOU ARE READING
dear diary
Short Storya diary full of poems belonging to a seventh grade girl. (warring: foul language) CHAPTER " :( " IS UP
