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Dear Journal,
Is It Bad to be Diffrent?
Why do So Many People hate Me So Much..
What did I Do.
I Know I'm Not Like Everyone Else,
Even When I Was a Baby I Was Diffrent,
From Any other Child.
I Sat Alone and Played by Myself.
And Now I'm a Young 12 Year Old Girl.
Who Wants to Die But Can't.
Dear Journal,
Is Bad to Want to Die,To Feel So Hurt and Empty Inside,
I know I'm Diffrent,I Know.
I Can Never Escape Pain, Or Heart break.
No Matter how Hard I Try,The Pain Always Comes Back.
I don't Know what to do Anymore
I Always Find Myself Going back the Blade,
I don't even Smile Anymore. And If i do It's a Fake Smile.
The Pain Never Ends.. It Hurts So Much.
I Just want the Pain to End