Chapter 1
I sit down and wonder,
Why does anyone love me?
Why does anyone care?
Why do I need to live?
Does this world really need me?
Would anyone even care?
If I got rid of the trash,
And stopped wasting everyone’s air.
A knife to skin.
A rope to neck.
Hands bound behind me,
Head bound underwater.
But for some reason.
None of that can work.
I can’t continue with that action.
But that idea just keeps screaming inside my head.
The family i’ll lose.
The sadness brought upon everyone.
But that won’t happen if no one cares.
I just don’t want to live but im too afraid to die.
