Every day she woke up and the only thing she could feel was pain.
Agony.
Torture.
She had to convince herself that she could bear to exist.
Lie to herself.
And she never believed the lies she had fabricated.
Every day she sat through school.
But the only thing she could think of was that it was pointless.
And she was worthless anyway.
She hated herself and everyone hated her.
There was no social aspect.
And she couldn't bring herself to work.
She faked it.
Passed her grades.
But never learnt anything.

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One More Life
RandomA short story told as a collection of poem style parts. It centres around the life of a girl as she struggles with depression, self harm and suicide. Potential trigger warning.