The first time I heard of suicide. I thought why would anyone kill themselves?
It's funny how fast things change, isn't it?
People say "suicide is selfish and it shouldn't be done." Those people don't know what it's like. Those people have friends. Those people FEEL loved.
Suicidal people aren't insane, they ARE sane. They know that we're all gonna die one day anyways.
People that are suicidal have been strong for too long, they're angels that want rest. I want that same rest. Sure some of you will just say I'm seeking attention, but I'm not. I'm TIRED of faking a smile, I'm SICK of just nodding and whispering; "I'm fine..."
What I really want to say is; "I'm not okay." I know, one day maybe I will be okay. But that seems unlikely. Everyone hates me, I only have friends online. I waste my life on YouTube, Wattpad and Amino. I WATCHED 5 SEASONS OF BIG BANG THEORY IN UNDER A MONTH.
I just want rest. I want to leave. I know no one will care, because no one is attached to me. My parents will forget I'm gone, one of them already has. My sister wouldn't remember me. No one will care if I'm gone.... So why am I still here.....?
Maybe, I want to remember myself.....
.... Have experiences.....
Maybe friends? That'd be nice.
..... Then again, friends stab you in the back....
Tell your secrets and use you.....
Yet I don't do it back......
..... Why am I weak.....
Why do I want this.....
I just want to be forgotten.....
