My life

Im sorry I'm not perfect
I'm sorry I'm not beautiful
but i cant be something I'm not
i sit alone in my room everyday
wishing someone cared about me
Living in a broken home because my parents are never home
I sit here thinking of ways to die
and often attempt suicide
My dad yells at me and then a while later pretends like nothing ever happened
People tell me to see the light but how can i when my world is trapped in darkness
i'll never be good enough for anyone so thats why I'm better off alone nobody wants a girl with a broken heart and tears in her eyes or who is no where near beautiful
If i could end it all right now i
would.

**This was really hard t to write because theses are my true feelings and i was crying when i wrote this so it means a lot if you comment**