"I don't believe you."
"Yeah I'm sad too."
"Oh."
"Are you sure?"
"You're just upset."
All of these words.
They don't believe me.
These people that I thought that knew me, i thought I could trust.
They just left me.
They left me silent and cold in the storm of depression.
But they don't believe how I want to end my life, for this suffering and pain to stop.
How I never felt protection and care.
How I never felt what love felt.
I've kept my life strong for years now.
But this is just too much to bear, too much that I can't function as person.
It bothers me at night,
It bothers me that none of them believed me.
I was there for them when they needed me, but where were they when I needed them?
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