Why is it that I find my self in situations that death is more desirable then life,
Why, when I wake up in the mornings my vision is fogged because of all the hate surrounding me,
Why is it that my confidence over rules my life but when it comes to communicating in a social situation my confidence hides, I hide and I become scared,
Why is it that I cant ask for help without hating myself and why is it that I thing that crying id a weakness?
Why do I feel this pain?
Why am I feeling and thinking suicide?
I am depressed and crying for help but why can't u see my secrets?
