Honestly, I am getting tired of everything. I'm hiding behind my fictional characters and even that is taking a toll, considering I'm letting myself be convinced that it's being annoying. It keeps me sane, yet it drives me insane. What's the cause of all of this?My mother and not having a job. I literally have been looking everywhere and have gone no where, I had started since I was fifteen and...

Those dark feelings they're thereJust waiting to get outTo torture meTo humiliate meReminding me just how worthless I amI know I have no friendsI know no one cares about meMaybe I should just disappear at the end of the earthWho would notice I bet no oneI know those who care are those closest to meBut who demonstrates it?Apparently it's a crime to show emotionsBecause feeling like a waste of space...

Well my first story ever. It's like my baby, the first. I really hope people are liking this because I'm trying my best to make it good, yet not stray from the original point. Sure it can seem intense but there is a ponit in where I'm trying to go and I don't want it to be like every other story. If anything I want it to be an unexpected surprise, but then again don't we all wish the same thing. I...