Confession #48: Sometimes I just want to let go.
I'm so stupid. I'm a nobody. Nobody here's my little voice. If someone heard me, I can get my confidence.
My school counselor said, "my door is always open." I don't wanna talk to them. They are gonna tell my parents, and my teachers.
take my hand,
hug me tight
and give me that spark/
I am just asking for that spark.
I don't know, Everything is killing me. I wanna let go, but I don't. I hate this life. I wish someone could read my mind and hold my hand.
I am tired of trying. I am tired of falling, getting yelled, knowing that some people know how shitty I am.
Man I screwed up so much. I swear to god if I told you guys everything, I would have to kill myself.
Not that that thought never crosses my mind.
Because it does. Every single day.
I always try to find why I survived.
And I honestly don't know.
Each day, gets better, but then it gets worse.
Honestly I don't know.
Sometimes I wished connor somehow found this. I don't want him to be back together with me I just want that friendship that I had with him before.
I wish he read this and found out how pathetically needed I am since I have nobody.
It is time for me to stop thinking about self harm.
It is time for me to do homework.
Love to everyone who is hurting, mentally, forcefully, or physically.
A/N I might just start signing my name off after each confession.
YOU ARE READING
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." - Marilyn Monroe I'm just Taz. A girl who is...