I Sometimes Say Im Okay, Even When I'm Not
Im secretly depressed, hating myself for who I am. I feel betrayed by everyone I trusted, I've been deserted by everyone who was meant to care. Im missing my grandparents, wishing to be able to see then again. Im resisting the urge to go pick up my blades and cut, I think I'm worthless and I am shamed by everyone else my age. IM just a shadow of everyone else's lives; never with the possibility to be better than any of them. But I'm okay. Im definitely okay...