I want to kill myself so bad, I want them to realise just how much I am suffering. I want to lay everything out in a note, penned in neat handwriting, to tell them about the things I never said. It's selfish in my eyes, to bring them pain like this, but at the same time I don't know how to get them to see I'm not okay. Hell, I'm so invisible that I don't even have to hide the cuts on my wrist. I don't have to hide the scars from my previous attempt, no one even questioned when I stumbled back inside when the sun fully set. Maybe if I never picked up that blade I would be happier, or maybe I would be the same but with a different outlet.
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