Life is hopess. Its a hell hole. Theres no hope no energy to save yourself. All over people making fun of, judging me watching my ever move like vultures. They dont understand whta i have been through. The voices in my head tell me to jump off the building, commit suicide. I believe i am nothing that everyone would be happy for me to be gone. My life is miserble and a living hell hole
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depressing thoughts
Poetrythis about how i struggle through my bullying, fake friends, and suicidal thoughts. its about the poems i wrote in that time. i hope u will enjoy. if u ever feel depressed or suicidal, just conact me, my door is always open.
