“I’m here for you. So is your family and your friends.” They always say that - everyone does. But every time I put my trust in someone - any time I let them in, they leave. I can’t do it anymore, I can’t. I cry myself to sleep pretty much every night. I make myself deaf with happy music, trying to calm the suicidal thoughts. I start anxiety art and forget about class, putting more and more stress on myself when I don’t do my work. I can’t. I can’t. I’m not from here; I can’t be. Because I don’t feel the same here, some Th omg inside me is different and I don’t think I like it. I don’t know what to do, and I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore. One final blow is all it would take and I wouldn’t hurt anyone anymore. But I can’t. I’m too selfish for that. I take and I take and wait for someone to appreciate me, but all I do is leave pain in my path. Karma finally caught up to me and now I get to pay.