Lost

Life is like a forest very big very confusing sometimes it seems like its almost over your always wrong its just starting your friends go other ways hoping to get out but u never see anyone again

Others get lost your still going surprisingly you made it farther than anyone said you would it feels like your by your self but everyone says there there for u but u trip up and fall nobody is there to catch you even tho they said they would be

You don't really care anyways its just that i gave up then they said that they would be there and that gave u some hope

maybe they got lost but I'm still going i thought i would be dead by now but what if the others got out and your the one thats lost how do u no well i guess u don't maybe i would be here forever i never used to think about getting out nobody else cares if i do y should i i no I'm not getting out just as long as the people who care enough about me do so i picked up a knife and slit my throat