Lost

They say write how you feel and what you think of. But everytime I try I just end up with all these fancy ways of saying I want to die. I realized when I was very young that I could kill myself. Afterall mommy had tried and daddy had cried. I kept their secrets like all the **** that was talked about the other. Or when they said they still loved each other. Why? Why am I still here? I just want to end it all...