To all who feel like they'll curl up and die from pain. The pain only a few teens, comments, and/or the voices that even I hear.
My Friend, was told on to the consualer about his suicide. I watched him cry, and I listened to him. I agree with him. I have very little faith in God because I'm afraid god doesn't Cinta me from my mistakes. Just like him. He's like my young brother. He's the guy at the lunch meja, jadual laughing. Trying to make anda smile. He seemed like he do no wrong?
My friend, thinks she knows me. She's like a bully to me now. Using one of our friend's for a hide utama from cheerleading. Then, she's going to drop her seterusnya tahun and thinks that me and our other friend tag along. Guess what: I'm moving school.
Suicide Girl
People hurt, blood dripping, and eye ticking truth.
A blade in the victims hand and vodka in the other.
She had been dead for six hours now, and one of her friend's have been calling.
For six months,the friend never called and had the girl call.
It took her six hours of plan to kill herself.
The black WHOLE of memories that rip at her got her in a fight that hari with her "best" friend.
She whispered it to her friend and his eyes teared in anger.
That's why the friend was calling.
Their friend had told her, pain in his eyes from the thought of loosing another friend.
Her mother walked in and Saw her daughter.
Her notebooks right sejak her, her Dream Diaries.
Even the one that berkata what those kids called her.
The names she is labled, and her slowly death THAT in lifeless kisses.
If anda would be like her, step out.
If anda feel like a failure, step in.
If your wanting to see voices, step out.
If anda want to know what its like to really smile, come right on in.
No lebih suicidal girls and boys. No lebih from the increusing numbers.even a five tahun old is/can be suicidal. I know a man who's handsome son killed himself. For two years he was a 11 tahun old boy who was bullied but always smile. he's the boy who killed himself.
Please don't and turn to some one who can help you.
This is Me= The true SG
Suicidal Girl.
The girl who wrote alone on her arm with a knife.
She secretly plans every day.
Her Friends never noticed because they were ignoring HER.
Everyone ignores her pretty much.
The only time someone remembers her is when they are her actual friends, need something, atau want to bully her.
She's Emo and had cut herself Infron HER family.
She writes in her Dream Diary and created a website for others and a club on a website.
Her mask is held onto but even she's loosing that.
Her head full of voices that tell her the truth.
People who name her: Slut, hoe,shithead, bitch, loser, retard, and other speech of lines, everyday.
She answered a guilt test and answered a YES! on soalan like: do anda feel like a faiular.
13 years old and ready to die.
She's transfering schools and can't wait.
Her mask comes off to tunjuk a face full of pain.
It was a face no one knew.
She can stay in katil for days of depression and listen to Muzik every day.
Muzik and Dream Diary is her escape but she's even ignored in that.
Love,
SG
My Friend, was told on to the consualer about his suicide. I watched him cry, and I listened to him. I agree with him. I have very little faith in God because I'm afraid god doesn't Cinta me from my mistakes. Just like him. He's like my young brother. He's the guy at the lunch meja, jadual laughing. Trying to make anda smile. He seemed like he do no wrong?
My friend, thinks she knows me. She's like a bully to me now. Using one of our friend's for a hide utama from cheerleading. Then, she's going to drop her seterusnya tahun and thinks that me and our other friend tag along. Guess what: I'm moving school.
Suicide Girl
People hurt, blood dripping, and eye ticking truth.
A blade in the victims hand and vodka in the other.
She had been dead for six hours now, and one of her friend's have been calling.
For six months,the friend never called and had the girl call.
It took her six hours of plan to kill herself.
The black WHOLE of memories that rip at her got her in a fight that hari with her "best" friend.
She whispered it to her friend and his eyes teared in anger.
That's why the friend was calling.
Their friend had told her, pain in his eyes from the thought of loosing another friend.
Her mother walked in and Saw her daughter.
Her notebooks right sejak her, her Dream Diaries.
Even the one that berkata what those kids called her.
The names she is labled, and her slowly death THAT in lifeless kisses.
If anda would be like her, step out.
If anda feel like a failure, step in.
If your wanting to see voices, step out.
If anda want to know what its like to really smile, come right on in.
No lebih suicidal girls and boys. No lebih from the increusing numbers.even a five tahun old is/can be suicidal. I know a man who's handsome son killed himself. For two years he was a 11 tahun old boy who was bullied but always smile. he's the boy who killed himself.
Please don't and turn to some one who can help you.
This is Me= The true SG
Suicidal Girl.
The girl who wrote alone on her arm with a knife.
She secretly plans every day.
Her Friends never noticed because they were ignoring HER.
Everyone ignores her pretty much.
The only time someone remembers her is when they are her actual friends, need something, atau want to bully her.
She's Emo and had cut herself Infron HER family.
She writes in her Dream Diary and created a website for others and a club on a website.
Her mask is held onto but even she's loosing that.
Her head full of voices that tell her the truth.
People who name her: Slut, hoe,shithead, bitch, loser, retard, and other speech of lines, everyday.
She answered a guilt test and answered a YES! on soalan like: do anda feel like a faiular.
13 years old and ready to die.
She's transfering schools and can't wait.
Her mask comes off to tunjuk a face full of pain.
It was a face no one knew.
She can stay in katil for days of depression and listen to Muzik every day.
Muzik and Dream Diary is her escape but she's even ignored in that.
Love,
SG
I stare up at my little red ballon....
Floating above me,
Without a care in the world.
I wish to be like my little red ballon..
I want to fly..
So I can fly away from all the.
Hurt and Pain
And Scars and sadness..
I want to fly away from this colorless world..
And be free..
And just not care
Not care about what everyone thinks
So says atau does..
Just float.
So I berkata to myself..
Self,
Why don't anda go learn how to fly?
Why don't anda try to learn?
So anda my be free..
And then I got this crazy I idea that...
What if I jumped from a really high place..
And maybe just maybe I'd just know what to do..
As I walk shaky up to the edge I see a never ending life of sadness in front of me..
But if I look up I see a life of happiness and I now I want to go there...
Just one lebih step..
And I'll fly..
Just like my little red ballon..
And be free..
~P.S THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME~
Floating above me,
Without a care in the world.
I wish to be like my little red ballon..
I want to fly..
So I can fly away from all the.
Hurt and Pain
And Scars and sadness..
I want to fly away from this colorless world..
And be free..
And just not care
Not care about what everyone thinks
So says atau does..
Just float.
So I berkata to myself..
Self,
Why don't anda go learn how to fly?
Why don't anda try to learn?
So anda my be free..
And then I got this crazy I idea that...
What if I jumped from a really high place..
And maybe just maybe I'd just know what to do..
As I walk shaky up to the edge I see a never ending life of sadness in front of me..
But if I look up I see a life of happiness and I now I want to go there...
Just one lebih step..
And I'll fly..
Just like my little red ballon..
And be free..
~P.S THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME~
Okay here;s what's going on...
I found help and I made it to a phone in time I was brought to the doctors and ER and whatever.
The reason why I keep on passing out is because I triggered something in my spine that leads to my nerves and I messed it all up. I was also put on some new meds that help with sleep they messed up everything also but also I've been really sad lately..And the reason behind that is some meds I have to take everyday..
I take two pills in the morning because I need help focusing because when I was younger my mind couldn't tell what was fiction and what was reality I would get Lost in my mind and sometimes couldn;t find a way out..But as I'm getting older those meds are working against me and in there theres some type of thing that triggers depression so I am no only taking those..
I'm really sick the doctor said..
And another thing,,
I came out..
I told my mother what I'd been doing..
About the pills..
So were working that out to..
I found help and I made it to a phone in time I was brought to the doctors and ER and whatever.
The reason why I keep on passing out is because I triggered something in my spine that leads to my nerves and I messed it all up. I was also put on some new meds that help with sleep they messed up everything also but also I've been really sad lately..And the reason behind that is some meds I have to take everyday..
I take two pills in the morning because I need help focusing because when I was younger my mind couldn't tell what was fiction and what was reality I would get Lost in my mind and sometimes couldn;t find a way out..But as I'm getting older those meds are working against me and in there theres some type of thing that triggers depression so I am no only taking those..
I'm really sick the doctor said..
And another thing,,
I came out..
I told my mother what I'd been doing..
About the pills..
So were working that out to..