Sitting in this cubicle-lonely and bored with nothing to look at but the white cushioned surfaces and floors,fuck, yes I'm in a mental hospital room.
Fuck John,fuck Vuli,fuck mom,fuck Shantè,fuck my life...
Sitting in here for 3 weeks no contact,no touch,no feel,no emotion,just me and my cuts half healed,and this white bed with white bedding and white,soft,cushioned walls.
Am i really mentally shitted,is my mind really empty but filled with craziness,pain,anger,frustration and revenge......Yes i need to get them back i have to make them feel how i fucken feel.
Cut them,rip them,destroy their fucken thoughts and hearts....
Here i am holding a very odd conversation with myself looking in the past telling myself what i could have done better. What support i could've reached for but now its too late.....i feel dead but I'm dead sure I'm alive.
Blunt nails,white suit,and white cap,fuck it feels almost like heaven but i cant seem to convince myself.....
Looking at torn pieces of paper reminds me of my heart every time it was shattered...fuck let me not bore you any longer with my boring present state....
I'm Lwazi....only 16 and suffering from all this crap.....
This all started🙇......back early this year......
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ActionA girl goes on real life troubled problems a South African teen faces but tries to hide it can she keep up with life or is life going to spit her into a grave?
