A/n: This is a poem from Bella's POV and it takes place when she was thirteen and had no friends and her mother paid no attent

A/n: This is a poem from Bella's POV and it takes place when she was thirteen and had no friends and her mother paid no attention to her so she contemplated suicide and this is some of her morbid poetry.

Disclaimer: Sadly I don not own twilight of any of its glorious character…sob…sob. ..I'm sorry I need a moment.

Pressure

How am I supposed to focus

My world is caving in

I am breaking under the pressure

Perfection is too much to ask

I am dying inside

I cry for help

But nobody hears

I sink deeper into the darkness

Now it is too late

I am already gone

And with one last breath

My life is gone

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So what do you think? I know that this is not the Bella that everyone knows and loves but remember this is from when she was thirteen and hated the world everyone goes through a phase of either hating the world or hating your self. Please comment!