I was fine... I was happy... Years ago that is... I want to tell the world I've changed but even though I shout, I still can't be heard. No one really sees my importance. No one really seems to care. Not them, not me. I'm sad and alone. My friends betrayed me but that doesn't matter anymore. My family changed. They argue a lot. They keep secrets. I study hard, but my grades fail. I tried to be enough, but I never will. I started cutting so that I could feel pain, but now I'm numb. God knows I tried to change and God knows I'm not happy. How could I be. I'm a nobody. I don't know if I still call this living. Hell knows I've done everything to keep friends. I'm done
~MidnightDeathCrow
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