** This ones dedicated to my teachers...because they are supposed to help me, not make me feel like a worthless waste of space. Yet they do it anyway **
I wish you knew how every morning
When I wake up
That I want to scream
Because I woke up alive
Instead of dying in my sleep
I wish you knew how hard it is
For me to get out of bed
Get dressed
Show up at school
And attend classes
I wish you knew how much it hurts
Watching people fit in
Watching groups of friends whisper and laugh
While I'm alone
Hating every breathe I take
I wish you knew how hard I try
In class keeping up
Trying to contain my anxiety
And not break into tears
Because I'm so tired
I wish you knew how much it hurts
Being called out in class
Being told I'm not trying
That I'm not smart enough
That I'm stupid
I wish you knew
With every word
That leaves your lips
That's just another cut
One of the many cuts
That will end my life
YOU ARE READING
Vanish
PoetryShe was gone long before you noticed **TRIGGER WARNING** Suicide, anxiety, depression, eating disorders, etc.
