"YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING AROUND THIS HOUSE."
That's where you're wrong mom.
You see, I wake up..
Even though I cried the night before,
Praying to God I would die in my sleep.
I get out of bed...
Even when insomnia wraps me up in a blanket and deeps me into the sea of depression.
I fake a smile..
Even though dad left us and he is NEVER coming back.
I face each day,
Even though I feel like killing myself every second I'm awake.
You see mom I hate myself. Everything in me wants to be dead.. but I'm here.. for you..
Mom says she doesn't understand...
But can't you see mom?
Neither do I.
