OH BOY AM I SAD.
NO ONE REALIZES HOW CLOSE I AM TO KILLING MYSELF.
PEOPLE ASK ME WHAT'S WRONG AND I TELL THEM THAT
I'M JUST HAVING A BAD DAY
WHEN IN FACT
I'M HAVING A BAD WEEK,
BAD MONTH,
BAD YEAR,
BAD LIFE.
I HAVEN'T SLEPT IN WEEKS,
THE BAGS UNDER MY EYES ARE HEAVIER THAN MY BOOK BAG.
BUT THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE MY GRADES ARE MORE
IMPORTANT THAN MY MENTAL HEALTH, RIGHT?
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS THE PAIN I FEEL AND
I CAN'T EVEN ******* EXPLAIN IT.
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WHY WON'T SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM MY WORST ENEMY?
WHY WON'T SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM MYSELF?
OH BOY AM I SAD.