I can’t do it anymore, getting out of bed in the morning with a fake smile at everybody who “cares” about me. Â Why do people become my friends, then hurt me.
“How does your boyfriend even look at you? Â Answer me you piece of trash.”
I want a way out, so bad.
But I’m not strong enough to do it.
My family loves me, and I can’t do it to them.
Just because they don’t know how I actually feel.
I’m sorry…that I didn’t do it so many years ago.