And when i’m alone…i just can’t help but cry
When all the anger, sadness, depression, hurt, neglection, disappointment, loneliness, fear, and worry all bottle up inside of me i can’t help but tend to feel suicidal. But suicide in my case wouldn’t make a difference. Now adays it’s looked on as mainstream. And i don’t wanna be apart of the latest trend. Now one would even care or notice. I’m trapped. No way out. But no one would ever guess any of this. Cus i walk around my fucking penitentiary-like school pretending to be okay. Because the truth is no one would really care or even fully understand…
