Why do I exist if people only hurt me.
Why do I exist if I'm invisible to everyone else around me.
Why do I exist if everyone just leaves.
They say to love yourself but it's not that easy.
They say not to cut yourself because you aren't paper, but what if I deserve it.
They say your a baby for crying, then why not console me?
They call me freak for liking girls.
I'm ignored.
Picked on by my own family.
Why do I exist if people only hurt me?
The people I love disregard me.
They kick me to the dirt.
But that's okay.
Once I'm gone it will all be okay.
Once I'm gone everyone will be happy.
Once I'm gone there will be no complications.
Once I'm gone I'll be free.
Free from pain.
Free from hurt.
Free from pain.
Free from hurt.
*this was 'written' by multiple characters at different times.
It was written by Maya back at the beginning of the story, Smakle now and also Sunhi. *
Trigger warning for next chapter.
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Endgame AU
FanfictionMaya Hart. Age 15. Abusive father. Scared little brother. Mother is missing. *Trigger warning*
