I have no hope, I don't want to grow up.
I want to go back with my friends in my old school, I'm tired of being okay, I want to be happy with them, I want them back.
I'm not hopeful, I'll end up growing depressed til the point that I'll kill myself and I don't want to worry anyone. I hate worrying people.
The future is blank, I'm not hopeful. I'll end up homeless, my parents don't even care about me anyway, there just waiting for me to get a job and then provide for them. They never support me emotionally, they provide and then claim themselves as the "good" parents, wow having a suicidal child is such a good achievement of being a good parent, wow!!!
Everyday is just me crying before sleeping, go to school, play games, homework, deal with moms shoutings and maybe get hurt
No one in this house knows the real me, no one in public knows the real me except for 1 best friend, I force myself to be happy and loud, when I get irritated and quiet then everyone gets mad, my parents always hate it when I'm mad for some reason, instead of asking why I feel sad or mad they just shout and complain how I'm so overreacting and just looking for attention (the last thing I ever want from them is attention omfg I can't stand their ASS), I'm beginning to realize that this shit isn't healthy, I'm fucking tired, when something good happens, I expect something bad to happen next, it's tiring, I'm tired, let me die.
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