Sometimes I wonder... What if I took the place of my mother... What if I died what of my mother stayed alive...what if I was the one that died of cancer... The world would be better no one would worry if I was fine no one would have to check up on me in my room locked away from people people wouldn't shed tears they probably would not care if I was gone the world would be better and no one would worry no one would probably visit me they would be glad I'm in the ground where no has to see my ugly face again... And I probably wouldn't have ruined lives because... Why... Because they wouldn't have met me or they would not have had a friendship with me... What if I took the place of my loved ones?
