He doesn't believe in me.
They don't believe in me.
I don't think I'll ever be anything.
If they don't believe in me then why are they still paying for me to see a psychologist?
Why don't they just bury me alive?
Bring me down while they still can,
I'm confused.
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Lacrimo
Short StoryMy counselor told me to write how I feel when I'm down. Here it is. I know I am not the only one who feels like this. It's my not so pleasant story, I am not making this up for sympathy I am sharing this for understanding. I'm posting this because...
