this was going to be a poem but the words i need to say are not poetic. i began writing these poems because i thought if i put them here and forgot about them that somehow my pain would go away. but it didnt, because no matter what i cant forget them and i cant erase them just like i cant erase all the things that caused this pain. this pain is like a cancer that cant be cured and in the end it will be what kills me. this whole time i needed someone who cared but how can i expect someone to care about me when i hate myself so much. this world and everything in it is so cruel and evil and i am no exception. there is nothing good about me. i am a useless peace of garbage. i just wish i was better. i wish i was worth something to someone. i wish i didnt feel like trash. i wish i was happy
©deadly
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