Hanzel the Great

I stand next to the window with a red and white pill in my hand... all this can go away, just leave my brain screamed at me. It's not like anyone cared. Maybe I could stay with him. But he wouldn't care he has his own problems. Im not important it wasn't love. I was unable to feel love, that word was foreign to me. All of this was a mistake.. Lust.

Sometimes I have dreams about what life would have been like if I stayed home. If I didn't decide to leave. I couldn't stand how much they hated me. It was as if they wanted me to take my own life. Even Though I tried many times, two to be exact. My "parents still didn't care. They got mad because they had to pay the hospital bills. I had no one. No one to talk to at home or at school. It hurts but like Andy Gramer said "You gotta keep your head up." I looked on to the street and blink tears start fall down my face. What would happen if things would have ended up differently? I put the pill in my mouth and swallow.