Suicide
I just reread this, and holy shit this goes all over the place. I don't feel like fixing it. Oops. Here ya go... I hate myself... obviously there's some parts in here, that aren't meant for some people, and you know who you are. But it's meant for the people who treated me like they didn't give a shit.
I can't do this
At least
Not anymore.
No one fucking understand
No one ever does
They just assume
Because that's human nature
Right?
Right
Everyone assumes for other people
Thinking they know best
When they don't know me.
Of course
I'm different
I'm a freak
Weirdo
The fatty
The suicidal kid
The goth
The emo.
Do I let people know they've gotten to me
No
Should I
No
Would they care
Of course not.
No one ever does
They don't care that I'm crying
Screaming
Shouting
For help.
They never listen
They just ignore
Because why listen
To things you'll never understand
Things
That aren't worth your time
Things
That won't affect you
But
Affect someone else.
So it could maybe
MAYBE
Soon affect you
And
That's a huge maybe.
Because did you ever care
Nope
Did anyone
Nope.
They just use her
Throw her around
Then leave her in the dirt road
To get run over
By all the trucks and cars
That casually pass by
They leave her like she's trash.
Trash that no one cares to properly throw away
Or even fucking recycle
Because no one has the decency to give a shit
That's why she's done with.
It's only a matter of time
Before she leaves
Leaving everyone
With either
Guilt
Sadness
Or joy.
Depends on the person, really
Most will be joyed to hear that she left
Because most don't give a damn
Like she did for them
That's why they threw her away
Because she gave a damn.
That's why she must leave
This is her goodbye
To this hellhole
So...
Goodbye guys.
I won't miss you
Because you won't miss me
Assholes
See y'all in hell.
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