I am so past wishing for death
And I am so past blaming others for my wish to not exist I turned to the very things that give life
I thank the trees and ask them why they ever decided that they should waste there oxygen on me
Then I thank the sun for giving me warmth then I ask why didn’t you give me a little bit more so I could slowly burn
Then I thank the soil for giving me food and ask why out of all the leaves and plants I have eaten were none of them poisonous
Then I thank the stars for reminding me that you could be such a facinating scincetific design and people still point at you and make shapes in the sky
Then I thank my self and ask why were you so weak all the other times let’s make one a success although you can only succeed once