Why am I always thinking about suicide?
Why am I always miserable and crying?
I don't want this life.
want to be happy and mean it.
I want to laugh and mean it.
I want a better life.
Is there such thing as a perfect life?
I just want a good life!
I pretend to be someone who I am not.
I laugh,
act happy,
pretend all these things that I am not.
I want a life.
I don't want to be here.
I hate myself for everything that I've done.
Why?!?!
Why can't I just commit suicide?
Just take pills?
Or slit my wrist one last time?
My life is over,
It's never going to get any better!