My story

Its going to be a couple different parts, it might be a poem, song, quote, or whatever comes to me. Everything i write is the truth

I felt myself disappearing, i was ready to say goodbye. in some ways i guess i still am. its so hard living in a world you don't think you belong in. feeling like there's no end even though you know there is. in some aspects its like the end is where it begins, if you believe in Christ, which i do. sometimes tears are the only words i feel comes out, but what if no one hears me crying? what if my version of walking away is fading away. i sit here and feel to the pain in my body, just lay here looking at my ceiling wondering what im going to do with my life. having no motivation, my parents say its just laziness but its so much more than that. i want to but i don't see the point, i don't know what i have to look forward to. im rambling but when i start writing it down my finger tips don't stop, its like everything around me isn't here and my fingers are moving 50mph while my eyes are just reading what im writing, my brain is trying to catch up with my hands. i don't know why im here. all these questions with no answers. all these answers to no questions. i feel as though my brains a baseball team, my moods are the players and my emotions are the balls hit. and lately its been hit behind left field. question is... 

Can you save yourself? 

and if so will you?

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