It was one of those days.
Days when I'm just to tired to do anything.
Years passed and I'm having more and more trouble finding motivation to get out of bed.
The voices inside my head gets louder and louder each day.
They tell me that no one loves me.
They tell me that no one wants me around.
They tell me that I'm useless.
They ask me what kind of hero I am.
When I can't even save him.
I can't deny they're right.
But...
I'm getting deaf.
The noise.
They were becoming too much.
I kept spacing out.
Or that's what they said.
I don't really know what I'm doing anymore.
It's like my body is on autopilot.
I don't remember what was happening each day.
My memories are a blurry mess.
They kept being occupied by the voices.
I don't want to hear them anymore.
Can they shut up?
Please.
Help me.
Helpme.
Helpme.
Helpme.
HELPME.
HELPME.
HELPME.
HELPMEHELPMEHELPMEHELPME
HELPMEMAKETHEVOICESBECOMEQUIET
HELPMESHUTTHEMUP
HELPMEHELPMEHELPME
SHUTUPANDGETOUTOFMYHEAD
SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP
LETMEGO
PLEASE
GETOUT
IDONTWANNADOTHISANYMORE
KILLME
KILLMEKILLMEKILLME
K I L L M E
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Don't ask.
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BoBoiBoy One-Shots
FanfictionJust a bunch of BoBoiBoy One-Shot Stories. May or may not contain truth or dares or whatsoever. Requests are open for all. Picture not mine. I got it from Google Images. :) Disclaimer: I do not own BoBoiBoy or BoBoiBoy Galaxy. It belongs to Animonst...
