The Maze Games of Hungar Running

[A/N] Friend Problems...

Okay. So I've recently received news that one of my friends and a friend's friend have been cutting. And one of them said they would do it again. First of all, this is a bad thing. If you are cutting, stop it right now or I will find you and I will hug you, forcefully. Second of all, if you are a friend of someone who is cutting, do not say you will no longer be their friend, that does not help. That only makes it worse. (I say that from personal experience)

So the point of this update is I have written this poem, thingy, and it is what helps me when I feel low, or like my life doesn't matter and that this world does not need me. I made this up when I was five (i was a depressed five year old), and it has been edited a bit.

You may feel as though:

You're not loved. Forgotten about. Everyone is out to get you. Nothing is as you want/need it to be. Useless. A piece o' trash. Many other things.

BUT...

Everyone who cares about you, loves you, misses you, hates you, bullies you, and everyone else in the world....

Thier lives would be different without you.....

            My life...

                            Would be different without you.

Your life, has a purpose...

             So don't cut yourself, commit suicide, harm your self, doubt yourself, Your life...

         Has a purpose...

                      Has to stay in this world...