Just My Writings On The World

This is a world full of hate that no one can stand, without a little bit of help. Some just see themselves falling, slipping away from humanity. Some just act happy but we know we’re not, just lost, lonely and confused. Others want the tears that fall after a bad day, just to get them asleep though all the pain.
But I know that I won’t make it to 30, I just hate my life so much. Burn marks, cuts, self harm some of the ways I could kill myself. Boyfriends and girlfriends too much bother; they don’t want to help you. Most will just shrug and ignore, saying you’ll get over it, but half the time you wont. Break ups can be just as hard, with long nights spent crying and feeling sorry for yourself. Therefore what would the other person feel like crap; that you no longer care.