I often find myself thinking about how
easy it would be to just leave.
Leave everything and everyone.
Just cut that little bit deeper.
Just take one too many pills.
Just to tie the rope that little tighter.
Just ending it all.
When will somebody realize
that I'm not happy.
That I'm not okay.
When will somebody ask me whats wrong.
When will somebody care.
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Sorry this ones so short. Just have been having a hard time lately.
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Forever he Promised
FanfictionLittle poems based on how i feel but put into Louis' or Harry's view.
