Feels like I am dying.
Slowly fading away.
I want to be alone...no, I want someone to hug me tight.
I want someone who will care for me and tell me they will protect me... but I will push them away before they can. And I will hurt them.
I don't want that. I don't want to hurt someone. But I do. Everyday.
My parents hate me now. So does everyone else.
So isn't it better if I die?
