Camila. C-A-M-I-L-A. When I hear those words, It’s like I’m listening to a broken glass. I think of myself as if I were the only Camila Out there. As if I’m the only lonely Person in this world who has the desire To just die.
I take a deep breath, and let it out. I take another one, do the same. I do that to relief the pain, stress And anxiety. But really, is it helpful enough to make Those powerful things go away? Don’t think so.
I try to ride. I try to listen. I try to do my best. I try to be the best in everything. Best friend, best student, best counselor etc. I try to be done riding this rollercoaster That only goes down. I try to make the best out of every moment. But they just end like everything I do, ****** up.