Im stupid
I'm ugly
I hate myself
I'm depressed
I cut
Why do they keep it from me
My best friend
My guy best friend
Everyone knew but didn't tell me
I guess they hate me
I guess I'm not good enough
I'm awful
I'm not good enough right
I'm too clingy
I should just die
Maybe I really should just die
Maybe I just shouldn't talk to them
Maybe the would like if I don't talk
They probably would would be happy
Maybe that's why there depressed because they have to deal with me
