skin loves fever

Go out

Try to be a person

Fail

Miserably

Go home…

And realize

Nothing helps

This needs to end

Soon

They will not ignore you

When you’re going through difficult times

They will be there

If making paper is more important that making love

Or making someone bappy

Or being there for someone

Who really needs it

Then this is not my word

And you are not my kind of people

You don’t put people aside when they’re dealing with the loss of loved ones

The loss of a job

I do bare minimal cause you do bare minimal when it’s a time that needs more. I can’t count on you being here.

I can’t count on anything or anyone right now and I’m starting to not care.

And when they look for me – I’ll be gone

This isn’t an easy fix

Don’t tell me to smile

So you can feel better about it

I’m not okay

Uncle James

Grandma

Chris

Job

Buster

Myself

Love is trying to understand the other person and why they feel the way they do and why they are behaving the way they are.

Love isn’t to make them feel worse about themselves and like shit when they already do.

This isn’t getting better

My heart hurts

And I don’t see any reason to continue trying to be a person. No one cares about me anyways. Only at my best but never at my worst.

Conditional

And sad

Im nobody

Except for horrible

And alone.

I know now

That

Tomorrow

Won’t be any better

And I’ll still feel the same

Get treated the same

And be more sad and alone

My quality of life

Is shit

I’m sorry if I ever hurt anyone

I really didn’t mean to

I was hurting too

I’m taking off

I have enough money for gas

And some food

I can’t be here

There’s nothing left for me here

And I’m sick of taking people’s shit

And abuse

And neglect

Something snapped

I really don’t give a fuck

I learn from the best

That’s all

I won’t be writing for awhile

Wish me luck

Goodbye for now.

-kyoko Thursday February 13th 2020 6:47 pm

I don’t want to let you go

But I have to

Now I am truly alone

I don’t know

Isolation

Is making me

Feel worse

But I can’t go outside

And show the world my sad and bashful face

Everything lately just makes me

Not care

About

Anything

anymore

Don’t worry about me anyways

So

Maybe not this time around

But I’ll get it right

In my next life

Hopefully

But this one has really got me down

I don’t know if I want to turn around

And start a new day

It gets old

And I’m just getting older

While the world around me seems so much colder

(Than it did before )

And so far away

I have nothing more to say

Except I’m sorry

But I just can’t do this anymore

I’m not okay.

Need to stop

Can’t

It’s the only way

I feel

Control

I’m a bitch

Or so you say

Doesn’t matter much

Anyways

You have no idea

How bad I already feel?

Do you love me for yourself

Or do you love me

To actually give me love?

I think it’s the first

One

If I’m not the way you want me to be

Then you show your hate for me

Show your hate for me

Show your hate for me

I’ll bleed myself dry

Just to make you understand

Where I stand

Don’t think we are the same

Cos we’re not.

I love you

I wish I could take away your pain

And make you young again

Fuck…

This sucks

Remember the joker?

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

You get what you deserve