SCHOOL
why me that gets bullied?
is it because I’m a target?
because I let people get under my skin?
why me?
do I deserve to die?
am I a mistake to the world?
do my parents want me?
why am I getting all these thoughts?
is it because I’m invisible?
because I’m a horrible person?
why all these bad thoughts?
at the end of all these questions
I start to cry........
the blade came out and I cut my wrist as blood ran down my arm.
more questions about.........
LOVE
WHY ME!!!!! I yell loud..........
why am I a slut, bitch, hoe, cunt, go kill yourself. why do people hate me as the tears come down dripping as I go to next class no one will ever love me, as I thought to myself.
1 week later
a boy that’s in my 3a class named Michael, we started to be friends for a mouth or two but ever since I started crushing on him he started crushing on me to we would laugh about the dumbest things ever, but we didn’t care at all.........
5 days later
ever since I liked Michael I wanted to ask him out but I was scared to but I said to myself you can’t be scared forever so I walked over to him and said would you want to date me he said at first no I said why he said because it was a dare I told him that I don’t do dares so then he said yes so ever since that day I loved him and he loved me
it’s like he’s the perfect one for me so far. now that I’m with him I’m so happy........ till that day just had to come.... he broke my heart as I thought I was shatter and just at that moment the razor cuts my wrist then I take it to my throat my last words were why me and the last thing I heard before I was dead for real were "I’m sorry I shattered your heart I love you and now because of me your dyeing I’m sorry I’ll never forget you'' as tears run down his face.
Author Notes: sad
United States • 24 years old