I wake up each morning alone in my bed, unable to breathe when I think about the depressing things in my life.
I go to school alone, sit in class near people who are fakes. I talk to those around me, but can’t get close to anyone. I grow envious of those who laugh and smile with close friends near by, wondering why I can’t have someone like that.
I go home alone, heading straight to my room, where I’m caged in for years now.
I do homework and study alone, sitting on my room, unable to breathe thinking of how many people I trusted have lied to me and all left me.
I make study groups with classmatesÂ seatedÂ near me after school on fridays and ask people to study, but I know they’re just using each other, nothing like friendship. No joy, no conversations.
I log online alone, seeing all my former friends not logged on anymore or just plain left me and distance themselves. All of which are “living life to the fullest” as they would say to me, after I help them not feel sad anymore.
I stay in my room alone, until the night that I sleep, struggling to breathe when the loneliness creeps in.
I do what I can to finish school work, then head to bed alone.Â I lie down, thinking and wondering, feeling the emptiness deepÂ in my soul seep out throughout my body and mind, agonizing.
I wake up again each morning, to feel the same things and the same emptiness happening over and over again. I wonder when this will ever stop. I wish I can find a good way to die or just was never born in the first place.