It's funny, Never being enough. I look in the mirror and Laugh. Ew, I hate my Legs Stomach Throat So much I could just Glide a knife and slit It right off. Maybe if I go Far enough I won't Feel a thing. But the sad part is I feel too much. I would stop eating but I don't have enough willpower. I would put a knife to my wrist but I'm trying to be strong for y'all. I would put a gun to my head and pull the trigger but I'm not ready to go.