You asked me about my day and I told you it was okay and that everything was fine.
I didn't tell you that I cried in the bathroom from the stress of school and my home life and myself.
You asked me how I was tonight and I told you I was good.
I didn't tell you that I spent my day texting a friend between class to make sure they didn't **** themselves, and that I couldn't concentrate because I was worried about them every second.
You asked me why my grades were down and I promised that i would get them back up and I said that these lessons were just hard.
I didn't tell you that I haven't been sleeping well and I have been staying up late every night over thinking about every little thing in my life and criticizing myself, so in school I was tired and unmotivated to do the work.
You asked me why I call you all the time for ever just the little things and I said that I was sorry and that I wouldn't do it as much anymore.
I didn't tell you that I am worried about you because of how sad and down you get on yourself so I try to always call you and lift your spirits.
You asked me why I fight so much and why i am so stubborn and I didn't answer you.
I didn't answer you because I don't know why.
I always feel like I can't trust anyone.
Even the ones that I love the most.
I'm gone now.
Please don't blame yourself, because I left a long time ago.
I didn't tell you because I think that I was scared.
Not scared of you, but I think scared of how your perspective of me would change.
Because I care about you the most.
There are a lot of other things I never told you, but that's okay.