You look sick, are you ok?
I'm bullimic, aneroxic... No, I'm not ok.
Do you think suicidal thoughts?
I want my parents to die so I can cut myself, torture myself without feeling guilty.
You look tired, did you rest?
I spend everyday thinking of you and how worthless I am. I can't rest.
Were you crying just now?
I can't stop, I keep having small panic attacks for no reason, and those panic attacks become full-fledged panic attacks.
Why are you cutting?
Because of you.
What's wrong with you?
I'm worthless, useless, stupid, a piece of trash. I don't deserve friends like you guys.
Why do you keep avoiding us?
I wish i can be with you guys, but i don't want to ruin your friendship, you all are better off without me
i know im not the best friend you wish for. i know i am a failure. i know you all hate me. i know none of you remember me. i know im worthless. i know it seems like im demanding attention. i know, i know, i know....i wish i never knew.
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PoetryThe things that I can't tell anyone, because no one would even care how i feel. Well, this is how I can make myself happier, Writing all my feelings out. even if im bad at it, it doesnt hurt to try
