in my world, I am pretty I am beautiful I am confident I am smart I am successful and I am a woman but, in his world, I am ugly I am hideous I am an attention-seeking ***** I am stupid I am unsuccessful and, I am not a man
you act protective you have a good heart but that's not what I hear coming out of your mouth I hate the way you talk I hate the way you think I think I might even hate you, just a little bit
One thought and that was death nothing seemed to haunt my mind except for death how tired I am how worn out I am I'm scared to open my eyes every day and start breathing
my thoughts are so loud they tune out the sounds of birds my eyes are so dark they block the shades of green and how would I tell my mother that this all started when I was sixteen that my mind is like a machine it works and it works and it works and never stops
one thought and that was death please listen to my thoughts as I have no choice but to listen to my own
you don't understand how easy it was for me to fall out of love with life and how could I pray to the God who gave me a life I no longer want
one thought and that was death I'm just waiting to take my last breath and get this all over with
most of my days I don't feel like living but today, standing with you sitting with you laughing with you it made me want to keep living it made me wanting more wishing more being more than what I am
sometimes I think, that my thoughts are bigger than me. sometimes I think, my thoughts will consume me sometimes I think, this is too much sometimes I think and I think and I think til I about die from thinking.
take them take them away from me the words that are stuck in my throat the words that threaten to come out of me the words that suffocate me the words I’d rather **** me take them take them all away from me