I feel so apart from people. I look around and see the people around me laughing and talking with each of their friends. I am always surrounded by those people, unintentionally mocking me with their happiness and friendship while I stand alone, unseen and unwanted. If only I could be truly invisible, then I could accept the truth of being alone. Instead, I must face those who pretend their kindness due to pity.
Why must I be afraid of death? Despite feeling miserable and wanting to disappear from the world, I cannot bring myself to take my own life. The mere thought of losing my life is frightening.
I suppose this is my punishment. I must suffer until my last breath.
Friend, Do not feel like your the invisible person who nobody likes. That kind of thought is what makes people stay away. Have you ever tried to smile to a random stranger? do you know the possible outcome that could effect anyone you smile to? How their day will be different? Just because you decided to smile. Better yet, have you tried to make someone smile?
Death is always a sore subject. It shouldn’t even be on anyone to think about the end. If you need someone to talk to open your mouth and let out your emotions. Someone is always there to listen to what you have to say. But, if you don’t speak up no one can hear you let alone help you…
-Mr.White