I say these words to my self every day i
say to my self"Its going to be okay, its going to be okay"
Ive carved these words out on my arm
Wearing full sleeves even when summer comes aroundPeople judge me but who cares its not like they are losing their hair
Soon its obvious that they know they start questioning and the curiosity starts to grow
Some even message me late at night saying
"Hey are you trying to pick a fight?"
The worst part is the crying, its starts uncontrollably and in the end im dying
Im struggling to breathe even though im outsideim struggling to laugh my tounge is tied
im struggling to smile my life isn't worth while...
KILL ME ALREADY!!!
YOU ARE READING
'Im fine' /depression stories/
PoetryLife is hard huh.... You never saw this coming did you...you deserve it...thats why you put on that fake smile