I wake up every morning and think "I am so done with my
life".
But I wake up anyway,
because that's what I have to do.
I go to school everyday and think "I don't want to be
around these people".
BUt I have to be around them,
because that's what I have to do.
Everyday I come home, and I see an extent of things that could
end my dread,
but I don't end it,
but someday I just might.
Because that's what I might have to do.