Death
No matter how much I try.....No matter how much I attempt....I'm not good enough... I just don't understand, how can people cheer you on one week and beat you down the next?? "You did it" "Congrats" to "You'll never be anything" "you're just like your brother" In my head, I'm yelling " you" Knowing I don't have the courage to say it. I know life is supposed to be hard but I don't like this pain. Often I just sit back and cry thinking Maybe it's easier just to die and take my own life...MAYBE it's MY DESTINY. MAYBE IM NOT NEEDED...MAYBE IM NOT WANTED...MAYBE IM NO LONGER USEFUL...So why not. Why not give them an answer to all the pain? Why not show them I'm different. Time will tell, Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. But only time will tell...... :)
Copyright © Chris Richardson | Year Posted 2019
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