Not everyone is about you
I know that
Never said it was
All my life
When I'm asked if I need help
Or if I'm fine
I can never let them know
How I truly feel
I rather have people drag me with their words and bad mouthing
Then to ever admit to what is truly happening to me
Just because I did things
Said things
That were not in my place to say
Doesn't mean I didn't understand
I don't know why I'm writing this
Or know what to do
All I know is I'm sinking lower
Very low
Every single day when walking to school
I think and think whether I should keep going or give up
One thing for sure is no one will notice
I'll make sure that no one knows what really happened to me
I'll plan it out from start to end
The only thing it starts with me
And ends with me
It's already to late
I can see it everyday I wake up
Every night I loose sleep at the thought of it being too late for me
Something happened, that proved to me no one cares
If you know the right things to say and how to act
They will believe nothing is wrong
Going around telling those you mostly spend your time with is to be ready
Because your time may run out in any moment
So I'll give away the most precious things I once or still hold dear too
But even while planning no one is worthy of those things I want to give away too
I don't know if I still have hope
It's a constant cycle of relasping
Hoping and wishing
Because I go through it all alone no matter what
Letting someone help me means I'm not good enough. I'm stupid
Crying means I'm weak and pathetic
I once learned it is better to be the one who is hurting inside then to be the one who hurts other
Because I say sorry all the time like if it is my job
Maybe I'm saying sorry for not being able to excel in anything or not being able to be good at anything or be good enough
I failed in all areas
I know why you would never
Or more like no one will ever pick me
Because I'm a nobody

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The Girl Who Cried Werewolf
FanfictionHello it's me. Violet. Welcome to my journal. If you're reading this I'm probably dead.