Those long walks

You know those long walks I go on at night?
Oh wait… no they don’t know about it because they won’t listen.
But do you know what I think about?
I think about how horrible a person I am.
If I am such a horrible and frustrating person, then I deserve to die and I deserve the pain from cutting.
I’m not suicidal, I just want to forget about everything.
I want to disappear
Erase myself from everyone’s memory
Maybe I could just be normal
For once in my life
But I am not in the least bit normal
I guess, I can always be a writer if I ever grow up and move on with my life