For your poems.
I keep reaching out to those closest to me. One person in particular who says she cares. But evreytime i reach out she says the same couple things like im sorry i know and suicide is stupid. It just seems like she doesnt care as much as she says. And then noone else will take me seriously. Why wont they believe me why do you think i always wear long sleeves and when im not i always hold my arms close to my body. Do they not realize im dying inside. Ive told them i am. But they just look at me like im crazy. […]