when you were here

why am I here instead of you mom?

I hate my life. it triggers me to talk about it but I need to so 

when people ask if I'm ok and I say yes😥

when they say I have it worse than you and I say do not know what I am going thorgh🖕

or when they say Ioh your so perfect and get everything but I am not and do not😞

and then when they try saying another thing and I say don't talk about my life anymore

you do not know what I go through or how many times I almost killed myself or at least tried 

all I feel every day is this 😒😞😔😟😕☹️😤😭😢🥺😩😫😖😣😠😨😰😡🤬😥😓😳🥵😱😵😧😶😐😑🥴🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 it is just like I feel none likes me or loves me I am unwanted 

i miss you