A/N: I wrote this at 12:42 this morning. This is what happens when you put me in a dark bedroom, with so much to think about. The part where it says, "Haaa hue" That's suppose to be the sound of deep breathing.
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi
Boom Boom. Boom Boom. Boom Boom.
"ADAM!"
Haaa huuu. Haaa huuu. Haaa huuu.
"Adam, please don't!"
Beep beep beep beep beep
"Adam, man. Please stay awake, please. I-I can't lose you."
What's the point in living anymore? It's worthless. Nothing will ever go right. no matter how hard I try, nothing will go as planned.
"My baby! Adam, sweetie, please dear god, don't give up!"
Why fight it? If I can't be who I am, what's the point in being here at all? It's just not worth it.
"Bro, come on. Wake up! WAKE UP, ADAM! Please…"
No one accepted me. My own mother couldn't accept me. Blood obviously isn't thicker than water, I guess.
"Adam, I love you! don't go!"
No one truly loves me. She loves Charlie. He loves Clare, and Clare loves him back. Drew loves Bianca, but who loves me?
Oh, right. No one. No one at all.
A total of three people accept me for me at that school. Three. Out of the hundreds, maybe thousands of people in that school, three people care. Three.
They'll recover though. It's not like i'll be missed that much.
Everyone else isn't crying over me. They're crying for no god damn reason at all. They practically gave me the pills. They put that razor in my palm. So why cry? Oh, right, because everyone else is crying.
My parents are crying over the stupid girl who believed she was a guy. That stupid girl they names Gracie Marie Torres.
Ha, no one listens. I'm Adam. But they want Gracie.
Well, if I don't want Gracie, and they don't want Adam, then I guess it's time everyone be happy right?
No more Adam, no more Gracie; There, problem resolved. Everyone's all sunshine and rainbows.
"Adam, don't give up, bro! Please! Don't…just don't give up! For the love of god, don't stop fighting!"
What's the use? They'll cry for a few months. Big whoop, they'll be back to normal in no time.
No more tranny kid to get in the way. No more drama brewing in Degrassi because of me.
We can be happy. Everyone. Even me. It is possible. I do get to be happy though, right? Who am I kidding, when do I ever get to be happy? Oh, that's right. Never
No more hate, more love. They're all gonna be pissed at me for causing all this commotion, but they'll get over it. They always do.
I don't care what they want. Or what Dave wants, or what my family want. What about what I want?
"Sweetie, mommy loves you so much."
I deserve to be happy too.
Beeeeeeeeeeep
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