It's like the world hates you.
But it's okay, because you hate it back.
Not one person on this planet could truly understand you.
But it's okay, because you don't understand them.
Stop acting like your happy, because I know you're not.
Your life is like a never ending movie. You know, the ones that emphasize on how sucky the main characters life is.
But it's okay, because all you feel is numb.
Pathetic. That's what you are.
Selfish, too.
You wish you could leave it all behind. You wish you could leave your movie life like you would leave a theater. Just get up, walk away, and barely remember the plot an hour later.
You can't. No matter how hard you wish upon that star. That star that always lets you down.
You know which one I'm talking about.
Sometimes you want to cut yourself. Sometimes you want to kill yourself. Sometimes you want to kill your family. But that would be selfish. So you put on your brave face and smile.
Smile at nobody. Smile at somebody?
Why would I?
Do they deserve it?
They've probably gotten a lot more done than you...
But you won't smile. Not for them anyway...
You've hurt yourself before. You've purposely put yourself in harm's way. Does that make you emo?
You hate that. You hate that label. It lets people judge you, and people can be cruel.
Trust me, I would know.