Erase

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I want to erase everything from me and start over. I let everybody down. I let myself down. When I die I hope I will become someone better than me. I'm ashamed of myself. Everything I do is wrong and everybody can see me hiding from myself. I am isabella, the girl who clings to the backpacks of the boys who hate her because they feel safe and when they insult her she knows that at least they won't lie to her. I am isabella, the girl who can't look at you in the eyes because she knows you can see into her mind and if you find out how flawed she is you will never think of her the same.

I am always isabella. Nothing more than a weak and fearful girl. Empty eyes and empty chest.

My life is a waste. I am a waste. I think of ways I could be useful but they all seem unachievable. In the end I will be forgotten. Nothing lasts. Not friendship, not love. Nothing remains. Nothing but pain in the end.

They say they love me but they love a lie. The only people to have loved me have left me. The only people who knew me and I was too awful for them to stay. I am nothing. They all are gone. I am alone. How am I to live with them gone? Someday my tears will wash my body away into nothingness.

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