I’ve tried for years to conceal my sadness. I know there’s no escape to this madness. There’s no reason on this earth left for me to stay. For three years I’ve contemplated this everyday.  And I know that the world will still go on. Because I’m not really something to be thought on. That’s what I know they said. All my peers at school. In the grand scheme of things, I’m pretty miniscule. And it feels like there is this hole in my heart. And my reason to stay alive is drifting apart. I still can’t believe today I’m gonna die; so this is it world...goodbye