"Go die" they say when they pass me in the halls. Yes, i may have blonde hair contacts that make my eyes look red snakebites tatoos and black clothing but does that mean Ты have to hurts me. "Kill me now please" i beg god everyday. "Pathetic girl" mother сказал(-а) slapping me leaving a red mark. "Shut the f*** up" my sister says kicking me down. Father? do Ты hear me? please come back to me.
Since when has my depression gone to suicide? i have no idea. "I'm so sorry" he'd say wrapping his arms around me my only friend. Chaner? Do Ты hear me? i may be a horrible friend but i still Любовь you.
Do i miss my life being normal? еще than anything. "I hate life!" ill yell. "B*tch" mom will yell.
"Kaitlyn" Chaner'd whipser. "Please, don't hate me" i'd whimper. "Never" he'd whisper touching his lips to mine.
Do i miss Chaner? еще than life it's self. "God kill me, and give them back" ill say. "Don't talk to yourself Ты idiot" sister would say kicking me in the head. "Do Ты hate life" all the other kids would ask. "Yes" i'd slowly say."Do Ты cut yourself" they'd ask. "Everyday" i reply. "Do Ты pray to die" they'll ask. "Why wouldn't i? everyone hates me the ones i Любовь are gone, and i hate life еще than i hate my mother" i'd say at this point on the ground crying.
My hands soaked in tears and blood. My white capret stained with red dots and small puddles.
God do Ты hear me? I refuse to let any of them hurt me. I'll die when im aighty-some and fall in Любовь be a better mouth and let mother and sister hate me.
Because i have i life that i have to live! Just like all of Ты who took the chance to read this. I Любовь everyone out there and i hope Ты all reconsider suiced and hatred of life.
Since when has my depression gone to suicide? i have no idea. "I'm so sorry" he'd say wrapping his arms around me my only friend. Chaner? Do Ты hear me? i may be a horrible friend but i still Любовь you.
Do i miss my life being normal? еще than anything. "I hate life!" ill yell. "B*tch" mom will yell.
"Kaitlyn" Chaner'd whipser. "Please, don't hate me" i'd whimper. "Never" he'd whisper touching his lips to mine.
Do i miss Chaner? еще than life it's self. "God kill me, and give them back" ill say. "Don't talk to yourself Ты idiot" sister would say kicking me in the head. "Do Ты hate life" all the other kids would ask. "Yes" i'd slowly say."Do Ты cut yourself" they'd ask. "Everyday" i reply. "Do Ты pray to die" they'll ask. "Why wouldn't i? everyone hates me the ones i Любовь are gone, and i hate life еще than i hate my mother" i'd say at this point on the ground crying.
My hands soaked in tears and blood. My white capret stained with red dots and small puddles.
God do Ты hear me? I refuse to let any of them hurt me. I'll die when im aighty-some and fall in Любовь be a better mouth and let mother and sister hate me.
Because i have i life that i have to live! Just like all of Ты who took the chance to read this. I Любовь everyone out there and i hope Ты all reconsider suiced and hatred of life.