I try so damn hard to do everything. I try so hard to keep my shit together. I try to do the best I can. I try to be okay. But nothing seems to be enough. I'm so tired of it. I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of being the only one to do shit because everyone else is too fucking lazy to get up off their damned asses and help me for once. I'm tired of people not believing me when I say the truth. I'm tired of people saying I'm not doing enough. I'm tired of people saying I have no damned fucking reason to be sad. You know what? What the hell are you gonna do when I finally move out? What the fuck are you gonna do when I finally stop trying because I can't take it anymore. What are you gonna do? Go fuck yourselves. I'm over your fucking shit. You all can do everything for once, how about you try doing what i do on a daily fucking basis and get back to me when you finally fucking understand. Don't sit and fucking yell at me for crap i didn't fucking do. I'm over it. I'm over it all. Don't tell me I have no reason to be sad. Don't tell me my reasons for suicide are bullshit. Don't sit back and do fucking nothing when I need someone. I try, so why can't you?
