I'm sitting here today wondering why I'm so hurt
People say I have no heart
And I act like there words arent hurting me
But the truth is they hurt a lot.
I try to be tuff
And In most cases I succeed
Only my true friends know
That my heart is there but it's broken in pieces
I help everyone else
My goal is to save lives
I know I probably haven't helped anyone here
But I saved many lives when I was only seven
I knew many people when I was seven
Who were suicidal
And I was pretty wise at that age
I don't know why
I lost my cousin
We were close
When I was 5
And she told me her feelings
I always told myself I wouldn't end up like that
Depressed...suicidal...always tired
But I did
And I finally actually realize Everything that's she had been going through when I turned 8
Yea I've been depressed since I was 8
My dad left my mom and me on the road
And when I say the road I literally mean that
And we also had my brother he was only 5 weeks old.
I'll be 16 in 7 days and I've just been even more depressed
Because I feel like all my friends are dying
But they called me a huge inspiration
I blame myself because I must not of been enough to save them.
I guess what I'm trying to say is
There is a light at the end of the tunnel, it's just weather or not you decided to see it
