Don't tell me I should kill myself.
I get it enough.
Why would you tell me it's my fault?
All I said was my oppinion.
I shouldn't talk anymore.
I only cause trouble.
Don't tell me I will be alright.
Don't pity me.
I don't want to take lives with me.
I want them to live full lives.
They shall not be there for my demise.
I shouldn't have said anything.
I should have ignored it.
Then I wouldn't have angered anyone.
Then I wouldn't be contimplating suicide.
I wouldn't feel guilty.
Yet again I managed to fuck up.
Destined to fail,
I continue for you.
When will I succeed?
Never.
No point to continue except for you.
I'm sick of it.
Sick of not being able to be happy.
Happy people sicken me to the core.
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