All you see is this girl. A little freshman athlete with her whole life ahead of her. But no one see that she doesn't even want to live anymore. She has no hope, no will, no energy, no power but she still smiles when she doesn't want to. For all those people see a happy joyful girl you are totally wrong cause that's the last thing I am. You can say this is all for attention but trust me honey that's the last thing I want. I can't breath I am laying in bed suffocating under my own words my own self hatred. Why do I do this to myself?The hardest thing to do it say I am fine. But not only when your hurt physically but you are torn mentally but no one cares enough to ask you if you truly are okay. You just have a headache all the time and you cry yourself to sleep. You never feel happy and you have the devil dancing on your feet. Let the silence a moment has to appreciate and realize how deathly it truly is.
