Do you know how it feels to wake up every morning wanting to **** yourself.

Your so frustrated with the situation that you take out you angry on someone.

The pain that swallows your chest.

I take a shower yet I never feel clean.

I get all pretty but I think I’m ugly

To constantly be surrounded by noise and never have time to think.

To just be so many emotions and throw it in a bottle and seal it up and hope it doesn't burst.

To apologize when your not ******* sorry.

To just want to have a day without work just so you can think of a way to tell your mom that your still depressed.

And it so clear that it easier to just fly.

And to now that the only think holding you down is not family but fear.

So if I do leave and you find this don't look for me.

Just let me go.

Just let me be.

I'll return soon, when I'm ready...