Keep on running, and never look back, for If you do, you might trip, and yourself will catch up with you.

I wake up every morning hoping it will be a better day than the last and I go to bed every night wondering why someone always has to prove me wrong.

If I could commite suicide without feeling any pain, I would already be dead.

The only thing that's keeping me alive is the thought that maybe someday, i'll might be the one keeping someone else alive.

I'm about to explode with tears, anger, hurt, pain, everything bad

I try so hard to be happy, but fail miserably. Why is it I try so hard, only to fall deeper into despair than before?

And My Biggest Secret?

Im Not Okay.

All the thoughts going through my head, make me want to just curl up and shut out the world.
Too many voice, saying too many things

No one knows me... so stop saying you do.
If you went through HALF of what i have. You'd kill yourself the first day.

It's all worthless, no one wants me to stay..