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Category : Diary/Journal
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I try to not be angry or sad or just straight up upset as the days fly by. I have friends and all but deep inside I have nothing. Deep inside, I am a deep dark pit of nothingness. I feel like I'm yelling for help but nobody can hear me screaming for help. I feel like I'm drowning, yet nobody can reach a gand down in the water and pull me up, I feel like my life is so FULL of crap that no one even cares to see that I'm hurting. I feel like my fake smile is just apart of me
,that I can't break down and tell someone how I feel, I feel as if life is smothering me, as if no one sees that I can't breath as I sit there and try to smile at them. I FEEL LIKE I'M A FREAKING EXTRA IN THIS WORLD, AN EXTRA THAT ISN'T NEEDED. I feel, I feel like death is laughing as I die slowly. I die from my life, I die because of my stubbornness, I die because of myself hatred, I die because of being ignored, I die because I'm supposed to be someone I'm not, someone who is perfect, someone who is strong enough to stand everybody's crap by myself. And when I try to show that I need help, I get yelled at slapped told to keep moving, as if I'm a slave to this world. I'm broken, I'm dying, yet nobody cares. I'm broken. I need someone who is willing to reach out and help me. I'm broken and I have been broken for the last five years, and I'll be broken for the rest if my life.