At first it wasn't an option, but now I just don't care. I always see the pain and frustration I cause everywhere. No one really wants me, no one has a clue. It would be great if i just vanished, don't you think so too? I have no one to love me, there's no one i can trust. All the feelings boil inside until suddenly i must. There's a flash, then i'm on the floor; hoping there's a new world to explore.
Just one thing. I wrote this last year and no longer wish to die. But to those who do, you have to stay strong. I'm a survivor, and i'm telling you that it's worth it in the end.