Journal Entry of a Girl named Soledad
I'm feeling really out of sorts. I can feel my old friend Depression hovering nearby, just waiting for a chance, a sign of weakness, to insinuate himself back into my life.
I feel so useless, like I'm not good enough, never will be good enough to do anything.
I feel unappreciated. When my friends need someone to talk to, I'm there for them. But when I want to talk to a living human being, I find none. I guess it's true. If you expect nothing from nobody, you're never disappointed.
People patronize me, or take me for granted.
I feel like a mannequin, so hollow and empty.
I want to die.
I feel so useless, like I'm not good enough, never will be good enough to do anything.
I feel unappreciated. When my friends need someone to talk to, I'm there for them. But when I want to talk to a living human being, I find none. I guess it's true. If you expect nothing from nobody, you're never disappointed.
People patronize me, or take me for granted.
I feel like a mannequin, so hollow and empty.
I want to die.
Thoughts of suicide
What's the best way to die?
Alleviate the pain inside
No need to wonder why.
From the cradle at birth
Just heading to the grave
From this Hell on Earth
I wish to be saved.
What's the best way to die?
Alleviate the pain inside
No need to wonder why.
From the cradle at birth
Just heading to the grave
From this Hell on Earth
I wish to be saved.
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