I always most of the time) seem happy,
happy as can be,
But really....
I never really am.
I feel bad for myself,
and I try to stop,
but the feel comes back.
And it says,"Your worth nothing,
You have no one.
Your life was a mistake,
You will never find someone,
End your self now, you have nothing to live for."
A wave of sadness hits me.
It hits me with sharp, depressing pain.
I know others have it worse,
But I care for them. More then myself.
The pain goes away,
But never very long.
I talk bad about my friends,
Trying to make them fell my pain,
But it hurts me,
The words I say to them.
I apologize, for what I say
But the pain is left inside me.
The pain builds inside me.
I have no control of it,
It just depresses me when it wants.
Making me weak.
I go back to the words,
The word a voice tells me.
And I think,' Should I end my life?
a will it make everyone's lives better without...me
Should I end it all?
Will anyone really care about me?
Am I just a mistake?
Will I be happy without all of them?"
I dont really know,
what I should do.
I feel like ending it all,
But somethings tells me I shouldn't.
