Go ahead, Judge me. Everyone else does
They tried to kill me and somehow they won. The voices in my head and the ones outside beat me down. They all told me I was a loser, that I wasn't good enough and it took awhile but eventually I began to see they were right. The tears I cry fall down my cheeks like acid. I feel like every mistake I make is proof I'm not worthy of the few true friends I do have. My life is like a test at school, everyone around me is getting A's and I'm failing badly. I'm never hungry anymore so I don't eat, the smell of food makes me feel like I'm going to throw up and eventually I do throw up because I feel it's the way out. So look at my scars, look at my tears. Just go ahead and judge me, everyone else does. One of these days I'll be gone and people will wonder where I went. They'll ask around and figure out I'm never coming back. I guess everyone will miss me when it's too late, but until then, I have to suffer through all this pain. Pain I probably deserve.