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I've been trying so hard
I've been trying so much
I've been trying for 17 years
I've been trying to stay happy
I've been trying to kill myself

This collection isn't a cry for help. It is a declaration of resignation.

I don't want anyone to save me. I don't know why I have anyone at all. Neither do I deserve them, nor do they need to attend my funeral.

I can't make sense of my words right now. I apologise to whoever may be reading.

I am 17. I still live under my parents' roof. They are nice people. My dad buys me what I want. My mom protects me from teachers and students that harass me. My sister teaches me life lessons. I love them. I cannot fathom a day where I haven't thought of putting a kitchen knife through my brains.

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