"i'm just a loser,

no one wants me,

no one cares.

nobody would care if I cut myself

or if I stopped eating.

do you know how many times I've heard people say, 

"i'm here for you"?

it's a lie:

they all left

right after they said they were here for me,

it was that moment

when I needed them the most.

who would care if I died?

i'm a huge nobody,

a waste of space,

i'm just everybody's insignificance.

no one was here for me

at 3am

when I was in the bathroom,

sitting on the floor,

crying

and screaming,

with bloodied wrists.

if I died,

there's always more humans.

i'd rather just join the dead,

rather than be sitting here

in this world of sadness."