So Sick And Tired

you know i am wondering if any of the people i know would even care to hold my hand for a minute and tell me that everything is going to be alright and sit next to me and let me to cry and not judge or make me stop crying,just let me cry.

but i know that none will and that makes me sad over and over again,i hear myself crying and i become so angry,but i hate hurting others.but it seems that others like hurting me with everything they got.

i am really tired,but although i am sad and my heart is shattered to pieces, pieces that can’t be restored easily,i always smile and don’t tell anything.

i always go out in the mountain then i will go into the woods and cry there,in that way i will be sure that no one will hear me and criticize me because i cry.

no one likes me, everybody think i am an idiot and they say i am weird.

damn it,in what way should i say that i am not from your world and i can’t be

in a crowd i feel so alone,i feel that everything is falling,they all look at me and laugh they tell me that i am ugly they tell me that you are not good enough, i know that i am not enough i am not and i never will be.

i always have a question in myself why do everyone that called me friend are not with me now and they left like i was some sort of paper or garbage.

maybe i am an idiot, maybe i am what they call me i don’t even know it,i can’t take it anymore.

i hate them with every fiber of my being all of them and its basically everybody but there are some that make me feel safe sometimes,and you know it it’s you yeah you,thank you so much you don’t know what it means for me,words can’t describe what i want to tell thank you again.

Falling Down

i guess sometimes it is better not to fly why?

because then you will never have the fear of falling down.

i forgot about the falling and flied

i went so high up into the skys, i saw things that i never saw before

it was beautiful and magic, i never would have dreamed of something this perfect

but my wings were burned and it was then that i realized that i flied too high

now the only thing that i have is broken wings.

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I Am Nothing….

hello? are you there?are you listening?
i told them i am scared,i told them i am sad,
i said i am hurt,i said please stay with me for a while so i can put my head on your shoulders and cry.
the only thing they heard was my voice and nothing more.
no matter how i said it i screamed i shouted but they didn’t say anything they just stayed there and watched.
they watched me as i grew weaker and weaker by day.
they thought i was lying,
you didn’t liked me you saw my face and ran away a second later.
that’s why i wear a mask to hide who i am but now when i go near a mirror i can’t even remember who i am anymore, i can’t remember my face.
you told me a thousand times that all your problems are because of me and that you didn’t wanted me at the first place.
i hurt myself,i’ll cut myself,i kill my soul because i don’t want anyone to get hurt because of me anymore,i don’t want anyone else to be sad.