Living has become to hard I said quickly looking at the only true friend I had left. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes I know how I must've looked. Weak. But that's what I was now. He looked at me like I was a broken record. I used to sing lively and with passion but now all you can hear are scratchy noises
It's just to hard... I'm exhausted I can't fight back anymore... not like I used to. I used to be filled with fire and brimstone, I'd knock down every wall without a second thought to it if it meant my freedom. I'd spit poison on anyone trying to cage me. I'd willingly take a bullet for my friends. I'd never expected that I'd lose all of them one by one. That after each one left my fire would grow colder. I'd lie to my parents to protect them from the wrath I've endured. They don't see how I've changed I put up a good front. When they decide what I've done isn't good enough, what I've went through to save them doesn't suit them anymore the lies I told to protect them wrap around me like chains and I can't break them anymore. I used to fight. I knew my worth but now I don't know my worth.
The tears filling my eyes threaten to fall as my voice cracks once more
"I'm exhausted" I breath out
"This life isn't worth living anymore. I don't want to live anymore."
