Sue ,is the one that tells me that everything will be better when I'm gone
That there will be no more suffering
There's no food in heaven nor hell to make you fat , nor is there any competition to be the best you are in school
Sue makes it seem like a paradise
I've tried so hard to go to the so called paradise , but it never works , people always come just in time
I've tried a blade , a rope, and some pills, but my parents have found me just in time to take me to the hospital to be saved or they have come in to my room just before I'm about to jump off the chair.
I don't know why they do that. Why?! Cant they see its hard to live a life where you're constantly thinking of ending your life because of peoples horrid words?
Every time I wake up n the hospital with tubes all over i just want to cry and feel sorry for myself
I don't feel sorry about myself because i did such a horrid thing to myself , but i feel sorry about myself because I'm so pathetic i couldn't even end my life .
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My so called "Friends"
Non-FictionLife can be hell.. Life is known to be a struggle Life can be a bumpy road Life hasn't been the best to me But...it isn't entirely my fault... Its My so called Friends' fault...