I sit down and wonder what if I never did exist.
What if my mother just had an abortion I bet she would’ve never put up with this?
What if my world just slipped away from me no matter who’s in it?
Would they come visit me on my death bed or would they just split?
If I die today would they come to my funeral or would I be an image that just faded away?
But all I can do is hope.
But where would hope get me?
So hoping is what I shouldn’t be doing not caring is.
But how can I not care about the ones I love and the ones that will always be there?
Honestly, I don't know what to tell you, hold onto the little hope you have. Your loved ones and friends are what reay matter, it doesn't matter what type of other you have, how popular you are. What matters is t Your happiness and your loved ones. Oh, and what you wrote, you could seriously turn that into a wonderful poem. :)(; -Free