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Dear Channie,
I don't know how to live
While knowing it's all my fault.
I feel like I don't deserve to live
And I'm not worthy of all I own

I am worthless and incapable
I'm selfish and discardable
I cry myself to sleep
And you're the only one I can think of

I'm sad, Channie,
I have been for a while
And I panick, and I lie,
and I struggle to survive

I just wish that for a moment
everything could stop
So that I'd be alone,
you as my only thought

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