Grr I have to go to that Art presentation at 1:30-3 today. Natalie will be there. So will Joe. I can't remember who else is going. I don't really want to go. I have to though. It's all good. I've been feeling really depressed lately. Like it all started yesterday when Shannon yelled at me. I might have been depressed before and I just didn't want to accept it. I hate this feeling. I want to cut again. Even though cutting myself doesn't help my emotion feelings. God. Last night I just wanted to cry myself to sleep then die. It wasn't a good feeling. I don't know what is happening to me. It's freaking me out though. I'm tired. I want to sleep, but I have to go take a shower now. Damn. Ugh I have to write those paragraphs for math. Blah. Hmm...Blah. I'm going to go now. Goodbye, my love. I love her.
I don't want to be another statistic
Some suicidal teen
Who makes a chioce to kill herself
When the world just seems too mean.
She can't go on with life
Or so to her it seems
Reality has fallen short
And so have her many dreams.