I'm tired.
Of feeling so alone.
Of being unwanted.
Being such a pest.
I'm tired.
Of people pointing to my flaws.
Of getting judged.
I want to jump.
Jump off a tall building.
I'm only afraid
Of want will happen if I live.
I'll be known as the suicidal girl.
Always people staring.
"She tried to kill her self"
I need to jump.
I'm sick and tired of everything.
Nothing makes me happy anymore.
I feel isolated in this deep depression that no one can get me out of.
I'm in a slump.
The only thing I think of when I wake before dawn, is how to kill myself.
Right before I go to bed, I think of it, think of how happy I'll be when im gone.
But I'm scared, scared of stuff I'll leave unsaid.
Scared that.. People actually might care.
My parents know I'm suicidal, yet they still are mean to me.
My friends know I cut, yet they still point out my flaws.
Why do I feel like this.
When I get happy I wish I was depressed.
Why am I like this?
When did I become this!?
What happened to me!!!?
