A poem for class I'm stu. pid, I'm wor. thless
I'm ug. ly, and weak
Can't keep the voices telling me in nothing...anyway
I don't wanna d. ie
but the pain won't go away
Im tired, of hiding myself because im not happy
I cry, and I cry myself to sleep
In silence
So I don't let others know.
Im sorry for saying sorry
But I can't help but say sorry...
for messing up your life