Someone Listen, Please?

Before I start, I am a girl. Fifteen.

Everybody thinks that ‘oh your just a teenager, it’s hormones.’

No. It really isn’t.

I have noticed something, something that many people seize to notice. People are just slaves. We are slaves to everybody around us. Slaves to the people that influence us and control us. Governments make the rules, we follow, simple. If we choose to use our life how we want, we are punished. Free country? I think not.  People see suicide as being such a bad thing, they are always going on about how ‘omg suicide is selfish and terrible.’ No, it really is not. If it is a free world, people should be allowed to end their lives. People that haven’t lived, don’t deserve to die. I have never tried to commit suicide, I have had the thought, it lies with me every single day, what would death be like? what is death? will people miss me when i’m gone? The truth is, people would miss me, but then again, the more people you know, the more people you say goodbye to. People only notice you when you are gone? The things in the world that are influencing suicide are only recognised after a victim of it is taken. Suicide is a form of freedom. You are being freed from all of the bad things in your life, having all the bad things taken away by just a rope around your neck or a razor to the wrist, how ever you choose to go, it should be your choice, everybody dies in the end…