I know that I'm not supposed to do sad ones for a long time and I'm sorry for not uploading for a long time, had internet problems and some personal problems that I want to share with you, but I'm not good with showing my feelings I'm always smiling and laughing instead of showing my true side... But this story will tell you everything that I'm going through. A sad ending nonetheless. I'm thinking that I'm Peter at this one.

I'm just tired.

Tired of faking it everyday. Tired of always saying I'm fine when I'm not.

I'm tired of saying that those words doesn't hurt me at the most.

Tired of the beatings I keep on receiving ever damn time I do something wrong.

I'm tired of the stabs of knives in my back.

I'm tired of always laughing and smiling.

But I need to stay strong for my friends and my family. Now that my aunt is sick and I've got no one to turn to.

Tired of being a burden.

Tired of always being strict when clearly I'm not.

Tired of opening my heart to people who doesn't give a fuck to me.

Tired of everything.

Tired of everyone around me.

All this small little doubts in my heart.

All the little doubts in my mind.

The nights that I cry myself to sleep.

The morning where I fake my smile.

The sadness enveloping me.

The darkness surrounding me.

Everything just seems so dark. Everything just seems so hard. Why?

Why does it always hurts the most.

And when your gone... I can't take it anymore.

My freedom was jailed, I'm not as free as I used to be and never I'll be.

The problem I faced, the problem but I couldn't bring myself to cut.

The feeling of loneliness in my heart.

My broken heart.

Burden
Toxic
Fake
Plastic

All does words stuck in my head.

All the words said but I don't give a fuck but inside me I'm gone and broke.

And I just wanted to let go.

Let go if the strings attached on my body.

Stop being a puppet, a slave for anyone.

I'd like to quit but there's always something holding me back.

You, all of you.

If I let go if the hand that holds my insanity, there's no one to protect you.

If I let go there won't be anyone to give you the feeling that you thought you forgot.

I know I'm just a burden, just say it to my face.

I know I'm annoying just tell it to me.

I know I'm fake, and you just make me feel it.

I know I'm toxic, when I blame you for that.

I just want to protect myself.

But when u say it to others they protect you.

They don't understand me.

They keep on ruining, annoying me, but I know I'm the one that does that. I know I'm just...

I'm just a mistake in this world.

I want to let go... Sink in the depth of death, let the darkness engulf, and let sadness take over my heart.

So the little doubts in my head will disappear...

The little doubts in my head and in my heart...

Peter said all this to himself, with tears streaming down his face.

"I'm sorry" he said before pulling the trigger.

That night, a boy died.

That night, an important person died.

That night, was the night Peter Parker/Spiderman has did it.

That night, the innocent disappeared.

That night, the Peter died.