Im a depressed piece of gay shit. Also trigger warning for self harm
Im not good enough for anyone.... Why can't I save anyone from a blade? If was good enough I could... Why can't I!
I see the cuts upon their arms. No, They show me the cuts. Why can't I save them? They tell me how they cut and beat them self up, I feel guilty knowing I can't do shit! Why must I care? It's because I love them too much.
Why am I not good enough? Maybe it's my fidgeting or my tears for them. Maybe its my face or my body. How can I be enough? I guess Im only good to vent to...
Why must people do this to me? I have my own problems, I can't handle theirs as well without my sanity tipping....
