I am 18 years old and realized along time ago that I hate my life, nothing to me is beautiful anymore, I only see the ugly things that life has proudly offered me, We have destroyed this world, so why not I do the world a favor and leave, then at least thats one person that everyone has to worry about, I know I’m just in the way anyways. I simply just don’t belong here, I hear everyone talk about how things will get better, why don’t they tell that to that man that lives on the street that they all ignore. why is it that people will tell someone that things will get better and when it is apparent that it won’t, they act as if they never existed? People are soÂ despicable, I can’t live here anymore, I hate it here.
But for some reason I’m still here, The act of killing myself Â is not the problem, its my fucking family! I just keep imagining their faces as they walk in to seem my lifeless corps. they would think I was the Crazy one. You have to be Fucking crazy to continue living in this chaotic lie we call this world,. I don’t live in a place where the grass is green and the sky is blue, I live where trash fills the fields, the streets are cracked, the buildings Â burned down, and the very kids I grew up with have made me afraid to be outside after dark.