Man do I wish my parents knew they're not making anything better. I wish they knew about the countless nights I stayed up wishing I was dead. I wish they knew I'm not asking others how to feel about myself, it's how I feel about me, no one else. I wish they knew they should stop saying, "You're okay." when I'm clearly not. I wish they knew that with each morning I wake up, I get more disappointed I'm alive. I wish they knew I feel like everyone's clown and that I feel like I'm forced to put on a smile and be the funny one. I'm just everyone's entertainment. I'm tired. I'm done.