I don't know, I can't be here anymore. I tried, but it's never enough. Peter? Where are you now? I miss the old days... Peter, please wake up. Please? I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough. PLEASE WAKE UP!
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Another day, I want to chop off my limbs. I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough. I'm wearing glasses, I can't see, I can't see. I'm trying to pass school, BUT WHAT REALLY THE POINT OF TRYING IF YOU ARE FAILING SO HARD TO IMPRESS YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY!? I'm not good enough. I'm not good enough.
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When will you come back to talk to me again? It's been years, and I am very sad without you, Peter. Come back please. Where are you? I miss you. Please? I'm so sorry for calling you a liar. There is something wrong with me. I'm not good enough.
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Allow me to chop off my limbs for their enjoyment. I'm not good enough. I'm not normal, and I'm trying to be perfect for them. I draw, but I have no interest for my future. I'm not good enough for them, and I'm trying to be a good and affordable child. Kill me please.
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I just want friends, they know I'm having a hard time. I know, I'm talking to an online friend who may be a stranger, but that's my only way to make friends. WAIT PLEASE DON'T TAKE AWAY MY COMPUTER! THAT'S MY ONLY WAY TO MAKE FRIENDS! PLEASE! I'm not good enough, still.
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J? Thanks for being my vent buddy in roblox. You know we known each other for almost 6 years! 6 WHOLE YEARS! YOU COMFORT ME SO MUCH WHY CAN'T I DO THE SAME FOR YOU!? I'm not good enough. So kind as well, I just want to be like you, I know that J is being a developer, but he knows what's better for me. I think? I trust him what he says, he knows what's good for me.
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Who am I even kidding? Let me rot. Ruru, I wish you could hang out with me, I gave you that nickname because you find it cute, and I couldn't say no, could I? Now look at me, smile for me silly! Or even are you lying to my face? Are you? I'm not good enough for this world.
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I consider J, Ruru, and Peter be my close roblox buds. They have feelings for me instead of my abuse life. That's okay. I'm not good enough. And I will chop off my limbs, I want to. But, knowing that, would make my parents yelling or be depress. I can't, but I'm trying.
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I HATE YOU! I KNOW YOU! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BASH MY HEAD UNTIL I DROP ON THE FLOOR AND BLOOD! I KNOW! YOU STILL DO THIS TO ME! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! LET ME LIVE MY NORMAL LIFE?! YOU ARE TELLING ME I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH, AND HONESTLY... I agree.
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Love you my friends. Love you until I drop dead.
WHAT IS LOVE? I'M TRYING TO GAIN SOME. I'M HUNGRY AS WELL! I'M NOT EATING, I WANT TO STARVE MYSELF. But, I can't. There is something wrong with me that I'm just not good enough.
Love you my friends...
Love you...
