Kill yourself.
Your worthless.
I dont even like you.
Why and I the one to pay
For all the things they have to say?
If only they knew
And could see from my point of view
That whenever I say 'I'm Fine'
I'm only reading my line
Why cant they see
That Im never me
That Im always hiding
And slowly deciding
To maybe use a knife
To end my own life
Or maybe not
And I could use a rope and knot
To do what they all say
And just 'Kill Myself'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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None of that, young person.You have a lot to give. Thru poetry and goods thoughts. Please, do not deprive us of them. Well written piece, seriously.