To tell you the truth,

I am terrified.

That my friends will see me as my family does.

And that my family will see me as I am not what I was.

I'm a b**** to the highest degree.

I'm stupid and pathetic

and I feel sorry for the adults who each me.

They all tell me I'm fine, my friends and family,

but they don't see how I see me.

I see them as liars when they say it's alright

when I messed up again for the thousandth time.

I look at myself as a pitiful disgrace,

someone who should have never been apart of the human race.

But the bad part isthat I can never ell if I'm just overdramatic in my mid,

creating a life for myself that resembles Hell.

My worries are stupid and selfish, whichis why

Evertime I see my friends I want to run and hide.

I constantly think that they're just playing the nice game,

where they pretend to like me

So that they don't hurt me.

Goodness, I want to die.

For stupid, sefish, petty reasons I cut and I cry,

Meanwhile I'm reminded that all of my friends have it much worse than I.

Two almost died

at their own hands.

Another cuts and I blame myself, a selfish quirke of mine.

Another has had an extremly rough life all along.

And another two

never knew

who their daddy really was.

My family has had hard lives too.

But I'm too selfish and act like mine was bad,

Even though I still have my mom and dad.