Everytime I try to make everything seems all right,it goes all wrong.
Sometimes,I just wish I'd die from that attempt-suicide years ago but God doesn't want me yet.
I feel stupid thinking about it.Everytime I try not to,it contradicts me.
This feelings and thoughts I'm having is perplexing.I can't tell but only feel it.
My mum won't talk to me and my dad only talks to me when he needs help with the laptop.
Why can't I be normal?Why can't I be glad with what I have?
I know everyone has problems and I'm glad to know I'm not alone.
Sometimes,I feel like my parents pick me up from some garbage dump because they felt sorry and even sorry when I've grown up.
My heart is controlling my mind and everytime I tell myself that all of these going to end soon,it keeps contradicting me and I get angry with myself all over again.
I don't know why but I keep on writing stuff that aren't necessary and after I'm done,I feel contented for a while.Okay,I really need a smoke now.
So long.
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