I just wanted you to know
How unhappy I was
I wanted you to notice
To care about me
And that makes me selfish
I guess
But you still haven't noticed me
Or them
Their wrists all scarred and maimed
I didn't go that far
I got more attention than them
And guess what I found out
You noticed
And turned away
Too hard to deal with?
Fine, then don't help
But don't cry when I leave
Don't cry when I'm dead
Don't you dare
Because that would be the worst thing
And I would never forgive you
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
