sometimes i hate living.
sometimes i wonder what it would be like if i left earth,
or what's it like in heaven,
sometimes i wonder if anyone really cares.
everyones so fake these days.
even "family".
who can you really trust.
why am i here?
maybe it's because God ain't ready for me yet.
or because i need to stay..
so i can live for ME.
or maybe there isn't a reason..
i hate life sometimes.
and mines is not even that bad,
but it is in my world.
sometimes i jus wanna say
FORGET EVERYTHING.
FORGET EVERYONE.
FORGET LIFE.
but then i think,
and something tells me i should stay,
that there's a purpose for me.


or is there. ?