As of now I write this to you
Whom ever it may concern
Or care to know what happened
For the past three years
I wasted my time
Very soon the little time I have left
Will soon run out
I made my decision
I made a backup plan
All these wonderful things they said about me
How I was a white shinning light
Holds no true anymore
I'm afriad that light is becoming dull
I have come to realize I'm nothing but a place holder in this world
If I were to die I would be forgotten and erased from
Even writing this now
There are tears wanting to pour out
But I cannot cry with people around this moment
I just wanted to become someone
Make something out of myself
Maybe its true I'm not willing to work harder for it
If I truly wanted I wouldn't be typing this and be practicing hard
But it seems the odds were never in my favor
Even if I tried to make them, they never will
I don't see nothing wrong with death
People merely threaten to tell or report you
Thing is people don't want to help you
They just want to be seen as the hero
As the savior so everyone will admire them
You are not a savior or hero
You kept me living in a life where I have become imprisoned
You might think I'm sick or crazy
Who needs to be locked up in some mental hospital
But I'll tell you you're true
People don't care
They only ask if you're fine too make it seem like they do
For example, when an adult asks you if you're okay
They are only asking because it's their job to make sure the whatever the teen is thinking of doing
Doesn't affect them or they will loose their job of the school will get sued or get blamed
I hate how I was never told what wrong I was doing
Even if it pissed me off, why didn't you ever tell me whether or not I was doing it right or wrong
Is it because I'm soft person?
There's nothing you could have said that could possibly hurt me anymore then I did too myself
I figured it be best if I gave myself punishment for what I've done
Or simply for existing
In the course of those three years and this moment
The people I've meet or had the chance of meeting
I thought about the displeasure you had with me
I'm truly sorry about everything
If it helps any of you to feel better
There are punishments I'm given myself every once in awhile
I mentally beat up myself
And other things that I won't mention to keep safe
But I'm guessing you already know
The things I loved are not appealing anymore
I can't seem to pay attention to anything
I'm always bored all the time and mad
All I do is stare longing up towards the sky
Raining or sunsets listening to music
I still am debating
I'm staring to feel like life has no meaning
Dreaming big , yet working so little
I don't know who I am
I want to be saved from myself
But that is impossible
My head hurts
My body
My heart
My everything
Why should I think about what I'll leave behind
If I was never thought of?
I'm being selfish aren't I?
Mentally disturbed student
Come on don't act so surprise you don't care haha
I'm sorry about the wrongs I did
Pretty soon if everything backfires then the backup plan will come too light
That is my story
I want to say more but I said enough
I'm I was never good enough to live in this world
I'm sorry about my mistakes
I'm sorry for my existing
The four walls that kept me safe
No longer hold
I'm tired, really tired
What's done is done, I can't go back in time or rewind
The past haunts me in my dreams
Wasted days dreaming of the times I can't get back
They are gone, I can do nothing but sulk in my regrets
I'm invisible
I'm a castaway
I'm the girl who cried werewolf
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The Girl Who Cried Werewolf
FanficHello it's me. Violet. Welcome to my journal. If you're reading this I'm probably dead.