

Undecided SuicideI sit here and stare off into the distance and wonder where my life is going whether or not there is a future in line for me. As I sit, I ask myself what I really want to do... my eyes begin to focus on an object... its sharp and pointy. "That could solve my problems real easily if I wanted to...nah to messy..." My eyes focus out and I wonder if anyone would care if I just left and never came back "They wouldn't care they told me I was a failure anyway"Undecided Suicide
My eyes focus again only this time it's on something coiled...it's coarse to the touch. "It could hold my weight...I don't know to make a noose
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