• i come into the room, unoticed by everyone, thinking i don't exist, weren't born. thinking if i wasn't here would life be better without me? if i died then would anyone cry? would anyone laugh?
    who knows.

    did any of my friends respect me or notice me, if i even have any real friends, do i have friends to trust, is there anyone i could talk to, or will there be no one.

    do my emotions show on my face? does anyone notice if i'm depressed or upset? does anybody see me or hear my quiet voice speak or has all the saddness gone into only my arms.

    does anyone notice the kindness or do they only see the evil side of me? that is the problem.
    emo