guyssss im not sad anymore --- Listen to the music- It'll make a little more sense. -- Music: you broke me first by Tate McRae (it's a little sped up) Google- Cuz I'm a bad drawer Please read the rest of the description. -- Am I ok? No. NO I am not. I have been broken I am useless I am stupid I should not have even BOTHERED trying I am wasting ALL of your oxygen I am weird in a bad way I am self centered I do not deserve to be happy I do not deserve to be a scratcher I don't deserve to be a person Sorry. I'm scared I'm a waste of space. I'm alone I'm not worthy of anything I'm hurt I'm numb I'm falling apart I'm lost I'm empty I'm losing myself I'm drowning I'm lonely I'm torn I'm helpless I'm invisible I'm hurting inside Sorry for letting you guys down. Oh Wait... I only have 2 followers and they don't even check my page. -- and while I feel all of this- I'm putting up an act, on the outside I'm happy. On the inside I'm depressed. -- I feel like a toy. That can be torn apart at anyone's will. -- No one cares. If you are all the way down here- you probably just scrolled through EVERYTHING. I'd like it if you genuinely read the whole thing. (if you even see this) --
