They don't have a clue

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'Don't worry' they said

'She'll be fine, she's just upset' they said

'It's a phase, she'll get over it' they said.

But the thing was... they didn't have a clue about what they were saying. Maybe it was that they didn't want to admit that I couldn't be fixed; that I'm not just a bit of a puzzle that can just easily be put into place. No, I'm a china plate that once it's cracked it can't be put back together.

I've been cracked to many times..

Screaming, pulling at the roots of my matted brown hair. I'm so sick of everything going wrong in my life.

'WHY ME!'

That's how pathetic I am.

'God dammit you're USELESS' I yelled at my cracked phone screen which revealed nothing but air and skin. Karma I guess.

I walk around these empty halls trying to grasp the fact that I'm now alone, forever.

I wonder what to do with myself now that I have freedom. Oh wait I don't because I'm trapped inside my own head, which everyone says that I'm just an attention seeking bitch who needs to learn self control but they've never dealt with it before. By the term IT i mean voices. The ones that roam around my head, day by day slowly tying me up in my own thoughts.

I need to be a new person.

I need to change myself.


AHHHHHHH...... I know it's short but there's another on the way I promise!! PLS PLS PLS comment and vote, it means so much to me when people give me feedback.

STAY TUNED MY SMOL BEANS!!

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