I have had enough, nothing goes right for me.
Everybody looks down on me, treats my like ****, makes things up.
Now theirs a whole bunch of rumers flying around. Im on my pills but whenever i feel slightly better i get cut down again.
I feel nobody would care really if i died. Not many people no about my depression and suicide attempts and today iv had the boys saying to me Go and die andd stuff like that. They dont realise that i hate me aswell, i dont want to be me. To them its all jokes and messing round and i put on a smile and play along but i hate it, i just feel like ripping my skin to pieces. I hate being me, i want to be someone else. I just want to be happy, i want to be accepted, i want to be able to walk down the streets without being called ugly... Iv had too much of it now. I dont want to die but i dont want to live either...
Now my good guy mate hates me because of some silly rumers. He doesnt no about my depression.
He believes these silly rumers... I hate it, i hate me.
They don't know what happens when the only thing you can think about is the best way of suicide. When all thats running through your head is bad memories, when you want to rip your own face off.
I dont know what to do. I hate me.
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