Now I know why I wanted to act on my friends offer today.
I want to forget.
I can't hold this life anymore.
You wanna know what I see?
Or to be more exact, what I don't see.
I don't see myself waking up in the morning tomorrow.
I don't see myself welcoming another year of Hell.
I don't see myself getting out of this school year.
I don't see my dreams coming true next year.
Above all.
I don't see myself living past eighteen.
That goes along with the word impossible.
I've said not to be worried, but I feel like that was more for myself than anyone else.
I'm scared, I'm hurt, I'm worried, I'm a wall, I'm two different people, I'm confused, I'm never going to get out of this. I'm not gonna fall in love with falling. I'm a suicidal head case. I'm only an addict with a pen. I'm the lowest I've been in the longest time.
I'm worthless.
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