So it's her birthday today, and I debate on whether or not I should call her. I kept telling myself I wouldn't, for days I debated the issue with myself. Then I call my best friend to ask for his advice. I wish I hadn't.
Called her up... her life is perfect while mine's shit. Emotionally at least.
She got into Columbia and USC, and even got her scholarship at USC but that won't make her come. I feel like she spat in my face and didn't even care about it.
Sometimes I feel suicidal... like today.
I don't think I'd ever do it, but I constantly think about it, just ending it. Then I think of my mother and how I'd devastate her. I sometimes think my mother is the only reason I'm still alive. She better not go before me or my reasons will grow thin quick.
Called her up... her life is perfect while mine's shit. Emotionally at least.
She got into Columbia and USC, and even got her scholarship at USC but that won't make her come. I feel like she spat in my face and didn't even care about it.
Sometimes I feel suicidal... like today.
I don't think I'd ever do it, but I constantly think about it, just ending it. Then I think of my mother and how I'd devastate her. I sometimes think my mother is the only reason I'm still alive. She better not go before me or my reasons will grow thin quick.
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