What do you do,
When the people you love don't love you for who you are?
What do you do,
When you feel like there's no one to turn to?
What do you do,
When there's no escape?
What do you do,
When you're surrounded by hate?
What do you do,
When your life feels like it's crashing down?
When you're always pushed to the ground?
When your own family hates your guts?
When everyone thinks you're nuts?
When you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders?
When people's words are like heavy boulders?
When you feel like an alien in your own skin?
When your enemies are your own kin?
When you feel like you'd rather die, than live on in this lonely life?
What do you do?
Do you consider suicide?
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Call Me Suicidal (My Inner Thoughts)
PoesíaI have issues, and I'm not afraid to admit it. This is my attempt at poetry! *Read at your own risk* :D:
