Good-Bye

I never felt this way before, it's just not right. I don't get it. I can't seem to wrap my head around it. I feel like I don't belong here. I wonder what people would say, if one day, I just wasn't here. Days turning into weeks, weeks into months and months into years. What if I didn't return? How many would morn? How many would celebrate? And what about those who wouldn't care? I'd like to see that day. God would it make me laugh to see those who treated me like trash, actually care about what they did. But one thing they won't realize, is they're not the one's who pushed me into this state. I'm doing this on my own. I'm done with this life. Good-Bye.................