I'm not okay
Its not just fine
I'm not happy
The smile you see just aint real.
I'm depressed
I'm broken
I'm just not myself anymore
I cry myself to sleep
I cant conqour these demons anymore
I'm just not strong enough
maybe if i put another slit in my wrist they'll stop.
I hear them talking
They call me pathetic
They call me worthless
they call me usless
I'm starting to feel that I'm not worth it
maybe if I cut again
I'll escape the people
maybe I'll fall to the floor
Maybe I might feel again
and I wont be so numb
Maybe I might die
theres this
guy and we
weresoclose! I
meet him
becausehe WAS
friends with mybff'sboyfriends
friend (theyhadafight though
and the theboysdont
talk anymorebut
my bffleslie
still talks2
him) nowleslie
and Ryan
broke uplikea
monthagookay (theyare
stillclosethough)
Anyway I used
to like
him a
lot. onedayhe just
didnt wannatalk2
meanymore. Iwouldn'tleavehimalonebecausehe wouldn't
tell mewhatI
did, longstory
short Igotintotrouble
and still have
no damn clue
whyhehatesme. Istill
like himA LOT.anyways
I'm walkinwithRyanandLeslie
today and allthesudden
Ryan said "Leslieyou
with Brandon
now?" Iwasconfused
then heexplained
that Brandonwas
tryingto
get atLeslie.
Lesliesaid
shewouldn'tgo
out with himbutI'm
just so, so
Remember being
little?
Not caringabutstupidstuff. likethe who's
thecutestperson, orfeelingugly or
wearing
"name brand"
cloths
or loadingyour facewith
make-up.
rememberwhen
you didntfeelworthless? like your
unwanted
and nobody cares
aboutyou? remember
whenwe
didntknowwhat suicidewas?
when wedidnt
attemptit,
whenwe
didnt cut when we
didntcryourselves tosleep. why did
theworldbecome
socrule? whyis it
that everything
thatmakesus
happygets
taken away?
why dowe loseeveryone wehold closest?
person: *walks by
mewith a ciggaret in
hand*
Me: YOURGONNA
GETCANCERSTUPID*takes
hisciggaret* Person:whythe f*ck doyou
carewhat I
do?*trys to takeit back
Me: *stomps onit* becauseMy
aunt was14
when shehadherfirst ciggaret,16whenshe
was
diagnosedwithlung cancer andonher18th birthdayshedied!
Person:howlong didyou know her? Me: about an
hour Person: *handsme
thepackof
ciggaretsin hispocket* Noway
am I doing
that tomy niece. Me: youshouldnt...*starts
walking away*
Person: wait*followes me* Me: *turnsaround*what?
Person: *smilesand
shakes my hand*
I'mToby Me: *smiles and
shakes his hand*
I'mAlana
Toby:Were gonna
make a deal okay?
Me: what kinda deal Toby: Idont
smoke*twistsmy arm slightlylooking atmy wrist* you
don't cut.
Me:*looks athim*deal
thiswasa
yearago. now hes 16and I'm 15 and ourdeal
stillhasn't beenbroken
andwe're bestfriends
<3