dont have one.

A Story by Lizette Gomez

i have gotten to the point in my life, where i cant keep going, and i just want to give up. i have thought about it day and night . I'm ready to not put up a fight. i am so upset and so mad that i just don't want to care and i wont. I'm so tired of everyone pushing me around and I'm tired of being tired . I'm always coming home and nobody notices that I'm not okay. they tell me they care, they make me happy just to make me feel bad all over again. i gotten to the point where i cant anymore. i may cut, burn, or scratch. but who cares i don't nobody does. its just that I'm so tired of life . I'm tired of lies, and smiles laughing behind my back. nobody knows the feeling. i mean i understand some kids go through worse. but it doesn't matter I'm still human so why don't my feelings count. i still cry, get mad, or even get annoyed. why must i suffer and yhu smile? why must yhu laugh and i cry? does that make any sense to yhu at all? i mean goddamn it I'm so tired, and sick of humanity ! why cant yhu all notice humans are the same, why cant yhu treat someone the way yhu want get treated. yhu make gods creation look like a mess. and maybe we are a mess. but lets try to fix it instead of making it worse yhu never know whats around the corner. yhu might die today, tomorrow. and yhu don't even know in what way! yhu think yhure wise yhu think yhure smart. but slowly yhure noticing yhu are failing. time is up for humans and its time for yhu to notice god gave us all a heart, to love, to feel, and too hate. yhur path, yhur choice.
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