You expect me to tell the truth? okay…
Hi mum! yeah i go out every night to get high and pissed because i can’t bare being in the same room as you. I work as much as i can bare and it’s still not good enough for you. I hide my arms from you in fear that you will find my secret. I wrote letters when i was fed up with life and even considered giving my life to someone else.I haven’t chucked them away yet. They lie in an envelope in my room. I freak out when ever you go in there because you may find them.Most of the time i carry them with me when i go out.
I hope life gets better because i do not want to live in fear anymore. I want you to notice the sadness in my eyes, to understand me. I don’t want to tell you! you have to find out! you need to help me.