I’ve tried everyday since I can remember to be normal.. To be happy. But what is normal in honest truth? To be defied by such a small word. And if you
go against, you get laughed at, bullied and such. I fight off the thought of suicide day by day. Each day becomes a struggle.. I feel more sluggish and sluggish as the day passes. Each moment slowly going by. I’m truly afriad of death.. inyet I want it so bad. In the end…. The Pain Will Never Go Away.