Who Am I, Where Am I? by beanerboy131994, literature
Literature
Who Am I, Where Am I?
I feel I am not here, there, or anywhere
If no one will love me, my heart will tear
I am empty inside and cannot heal
I am so invisible I am not real
I am the lowest in life
I want to cut myself with a knife
There are those who say they would care if I died
And say they would always be by my side
There are those who could give a shit about me
The ones who won't open their eyes to see
That I have feelings and to let me be
My heart is too soft but I cannot help it
Maybe death will come to me with my last digit
That way I can forget this world and split
And go to some place better than this shit
Anything would be better than being
I lost a friend today.
It hurt so bad.
I don't know what to do.
Help me! I need advice dad!
I hurt him, I made him mad
All the time I did this,
Why do I do such jackass acts,
Dear life, why did you made me such an ass.
I don't care anymore. I thought I was a good person. The truth is, I've said I wasn't gonna cut myself, but it is the last straw. I don't know that I will, but it sure sounds like something to do. My family thinks I won't do it, like I'm too smart for it, but the thing is, I've been through a lot, but I don't know if I can take anymore. His name was Sam. He had bipolar, which means he could get mad really easily. That's