When I'm dead, everyone will say that I was beautiful;that i was special; and that they loved me.
But now I'm alive, everyone says that I'm ugly; that I'm just like everyone else; and no one really loved me.
So maybe I'm better of dead.
Goodbye.*you sit by the sea, and ask yourself, 'what's the point anymore?'
You can't bare the pain any more. You just want everyone to be happy, to enjoy your music, to be inspired, and you have done that. But you don't feel happy, and that's slowly killing you inside.*Right, now I'm living because I can't die. But I don't have anything I want to do.
I'm in so much pain and loneliness,
But people around me keep on telling me to regain my consciousness...
I'm scared to open my eyes everyday
And start breathing.I'm min yoongi. Im a South Korean rapper. I'm in a group called BTS.
I have released my own album. I have fame, money, talent, looks. But there's one thing I don't have. Happiness.
I just want to escape this world sometimes. I can't handle this. I just want to wake from this ever lasting hell.
Help me.You stand up.
You start to climb.
You smell the sea air around you, and smile.
GoodbyeRap mon: *followed you* don't you dare. Don't you dare jump.
You: *you look down and smile at him*
Hay..
Rap mon: don't jump yoongi. Think about the fans, the happy times, the other members, your family, the music. How hard you worked to get here. All the pain, but you made it. All those people you inspired. Please yoongi.
You: *you climb down and look at rap mon*
Rap mon: ......
You: *a tear falls down your cheek*
You don't know how much what you just said means to me.
Rap mon: *crying he jokingly says* yoongi's crying, let me take a picture for our new mv.
You: *you don't care about your tough reputation, and you hug him* I don't know what I would do with out you namjoon.
Rap mon: jump of high structures by the sea. *he laughs*
You: if you tell anyone about the crying, hugging, or anything, I will personally kill you.
Rap mon: *smiles at you, and nods his head, he then messes up your hair, and you both walk back to your house laughing and joking together.*The pain might not have gone after that, but it had gone down. It had numbed.
Music was enough to heal it.*the next day, you and the other members did your concert. It went well and you were congratulated by a huge crowed of ARMY.*
I am min yoongi. And I am happy.
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FanficSuper sad btw. Wanted to make a sad fanfic, just to see how it goes. Like the yoongi love yourself I wrote, this is going to be about his depression. However, this one is a lot sadder. It is also using the real words of min yoongi. Hopefully u will...