"What would you do for loved ones?" "Anything." "What would you do for yourself?" "Nothing." "Why not?" "It's selfish." "Why is it selfish?" "Because I'm okay being alone. They're not." "First, just because you're okay Being alone doesn't mean you should be. And second, you're not alone. You have me."
I’m lost, and I feel like I can’t be found. I don’t know what I should do. I don’t know if I should listen to my friends giving me advice or just ignore it. I’m hurt. Physically, mentally and emotionally. I can still remember that day in April, your eyes, so full of happiness. Your smile was so perfect. It still is. You were so beautiful. To me you were perfect. I remember the last day. The feelings in the air. I still feel that way if not worse. I know I hurt you more then you hurt me, and I know I can’t do anything to fix it and now I’m worthless and I don’t know anymore, The worse part is that I know no one is looking for me anymore. And it’s okay too. Cause I know that deep down, I’ll never be found.
I'm depressed sometimes suicidal It's okay, I'm okay (no I'm not) No effing pill could fix this Pills **** anyway, don't want that **** I'm sorry this is bad, don't be a hater just let me be depressed And maybe if you had a heart you would end my suffering
it happens quicker than you think one day you're floating above the world in a euphoric cloud and then you realize that your friends have all gone out without you multiple times and you're torn between wanting to acknowledge it and make them feel bad for leaving you out and wanting to leave them all behind and isolate yourself more
"how dare you talk to me," you want to scream at them when they approach you the next day but the words die in your mouth and you're left blankly staring at them, a fake smile ready to curl your mouth
so what if you shed a few tears, it's not like they cared anyway