Everyday, 

you wake up, 

and your first thought is:

"I can't do this anymore."

You look into 

a mirror, 

and hate what you see.

Nobody cares

that you're 

broken.

You cry, 

not because

you are 

weak, 

but because you have been 

strong

for far too long.

You just can't

keep pretending

everything is 

alright.

You quickly

realized that you

can't save everyone.

And no one can 

save you, 

because you 

don't want to be saved.

You think what do is the

same thing you have 

always done:

Let done the people you love.

You lie 

to your friends 

because if they 

knew the real you

they'd freak.

You're not a 

bad person, 

you just come from a

bad place.

Your problem is that

no one hates

you more than

you do.

Your most difficult phase 

in life

is not when people 

can't understand you, 

it's when you 

can't understand yourself.

And you always have a choice:

You can roll over and die, 

or

You can keep fighting.

No matter what.

This is how you know you live a Super(Natural) life. 

I'm glad I do.