Why...
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Why...
I'm always the shoulder to cry on, but yet I never have a shoulder to help me through the tough times.. People use yoou, tthen they leave you. Everybody ignores me, now. Once, I got so much attention it even overwhelmed me! Now? I'm just dust. The background noise that everybody ignores, sitting alone, crying. The bravest thing I've ever done is living... I go to sleep, which is like heaven... But I wake up into a nightmare. I wish I never existed. I hate both myself, and my life.
I can't wear a fake smile anymore, going around in real life pretending to be the 'cheerful' one. I know this may sound dramatic, but this is true.
Having depression means you care about nothing. Having anxiety means you care about everything. It hurts so much, having both...
IT HURTS SO MUCH! I'm legit crying, right now. -
I wish I had a knife, again. I wish I took the chance to stab my heart, instead of my arm.
But no! Instead, I was dumb enough to lose the chance! I stare at my ugly face everyday in the mirror, wishing I was someone else. I tell myself every morning I'm a mistake.
I planned to starve myself to death, but my plan backfired when everyone forced me to eat!
GIVE ME A KNIFE!
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