With my last breath i whisper to myself,
'this is a world i am glad to be rid of, for my presence was just a waste of space.'

I was built to break not to stand strong

I WANT TO DIE.

I just want to cry but not tears are coming out

I just don't want to do this anymore...any of it

People say, "Stay positive." But you can only stay positive for so long before it just isn't enough.

It's like being suffocated while you smile,
Being too stubborn to say you're scared.

I walk through the hallway
holding my wrists
i hope no1 will see me like this
he asks me "is there any more?"
with tears in my eyes i simply reply, what did you think bracelets were for?

I can believe how everyone treats me, i try to pretend alot, there words hurt so much

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now..