I don't know why I feel like this.
It never really left. I guess I just
pushed it to the side, to show all
people that I changed, for the
better. But that never really happen.
I just feel so Alone.
So Unworthy.
Deadly,
Sickly,
Annoying,
Sad.
I can't really express the feeling of wanting to die.
You can only truly understand if you feel the same way, or have felt like that.
So don't tell me I'm crazy, or that I should be locked away in a wardbecause I wouldn't have it.
I don't want nasty comments, infact I don't want anyones opinion or comment.
I have no friends,
My lifes a literal joke.
What's the point?
To get good grades, so I can get into a great university? To get a great job? To support who, myself?
I'm going to live alone, no husband, no children. Who'd what me to be part of their family, as a mother or wife? No one.
I'm the ugly friend, the fat sister, the scarred-body student no ones knows or cares about.
And don't try to tell me otherwise. I won't have it.