Ever since I came back to school after 4 years of distancing myself from everyone, including my family, I just wanted to disappear.
In 6th grade, I was the happiest, most quietest person you had ever met, and now I'm depressed, and in 8th grade, I stressed myself out to the point where I have a huge headache and I want to cause harm.
I'm convinced I was born in the wrong generation, the things people find funny, I don't find funny at all. All I want is to dissappear, please grant me that someday.
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Focus Henry
PoetryIdk what the hell this is. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind. This is probably going to be a entry that has a lot of parts, I don't know how many exactly, I just know that it will go on for a while.