Sometimes i just wonder why im here , why im living and trying To change, To be someone better and better . But for real i hadn't the answer yet , every single time i tried To die To just fuck off and go down , be a ghost in somebody's house or be a GOD after death but yes like i Said in every single time i tried and gave myself a chance To burn and disappear i just can't , i look at myself in the mirror for a long ass time and keep wondering if God made me ,why would i kill myself now ! I mean the one who made me , would kill me tho , i'll die anyways now , later or after a 100 years , i'm not an angel To exist for ever , so if i wont kill myself then what ! Get hight maybe ! Buy some drugs and make my body suffering inside , HELL i don't know if i should care about myself or no , the mess of thoughts inside me will freaking kill me , but after this deep conversation in me between my demons and angels i just realized how much i'm lonely and fucked , if no one cares about my tears And no one even notices my scars...I ve never been that lonely before maybe this should be a new start To care more about myself because honestly no one is giving a fuck , let me sleep this night so , tomorrow is kind of near.
