Sometimes
Sometime's im angry cause my mom and dad keep thinking they know and love me and see what i'm going through they treat me as if im five yet im thirteen they keep acting and treating me like i'm suppose to be them yet i'm not and they get angry cause of that i wish they can see that i'm feeling neglated hurt and anger and sadness every day yet i pretend i'm happy and go lucky all the time they treat me as if i'm suppose to be a robot emotionless and just do as i'm told they don't realize that i'm not one it hurt's deep inside and make's me wanna die i wanna die yet i'm to afraid to die but at the same time it make's me feel alive when i dream about it. I don't know why maybe my mind is messed up like me? I don't know and don't care. Not anymore. I feel like i'm about to explode and scream and cry i never tell them that and i'm feeling stress out i hate how they think im guildable and weak. I don't know how long i can keep going i'm about to scream and yell and do thing's i'm not proud of. I just lost myself days ago and i can say...i'm dead inside
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