Most of my life i felt invisible to everyone around me no one seemed to notice me at all and it hurt to feel like that even with my own parents they were never there for me being alone is just something I've grown accustom to this void this..this emptiness. The very idea of being okay is something i gave up on years ago the only way I'll be noticed is if I died and I've contemplated that many times and honestly it's the only way for me to be free Because love won't find me in this life so maybe the next..maybe..possibly.
Insomnia induced by an army of thoughts I cannot escape and the more I stayed up the more death crossed my mind and how completely fucked up it'd be for my mom and dad to find their daughter lifeless on her bed and them telling people they wish they could've helped when in actuality they never even took the chance to even ask if I had been sleeping or having suicidal thoughts. They'd only tell people that so they wouldn't look bad for neglecting me and acting like I didn't exist but that didn't seem to bother them at all because they slept perfectly at night while I was up looking at the moon wondering if their was someone just as fucked up as me or maybe even worse.
