I hate my mood
I can't do anything without being irritated
I'm going to end up like my dad; crazy and in jail. Just like the rest of them.
No one in my family likes me. My brother hates me and my little sister only likes me for my friends.
Everyone tells me to go kill myself but one day it won't be funny anymore.
Multiple times have I been driven to the dark depths of suicide attempts in an effort to ease myself from the pain that haunts me.
I shouldn't think like this but I do, at 15 you should be joyful and full of energy.
I'm not.
I'm the opposite.
I'm angry, sad, confused, and tired.
Even the simplest bit of anxiety and anger keeps me from being able to experience fun things like kayaking or having brunch with my mom.
I'm a basket case and hate myself.
Don't pity me.
