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I’m nothing more than a mistake…..I’m worthless trash, that doesn’t deserve to live…… I try my best to help others only to be stabbed in the back and left behind once i need them. I’m quite because I’m afraid to open up and be hurt again. I’m afraid to fall in love only to be cheated on and played again…. I don’t believe anyone would miss me if I were to die…. Would anyone care? I’m tired of being used. I’m tired of being treated like shit by the people I care about the most…. I’m tired of being verbally abused. I’m tired of being someone second or last choice….. I’m tired of being tired….. I wish that I had the courage to end it all and sleep for eternity……