I’m sorry that I couldn't tell you how I was feeling,
I'm sorry that I always left relationships
broken and scarred.
I'm sorry I told you I was fine,
when in all reality I wanted to take my own life.
I wanted to tell you about what was going though my head,
I really did.
I really wanted to discuss
how thoughts of harming myself filled my head,
or how close I was one night to taking a whole bottle of unidentified medicine,
or how I've become so distant from you guys.
I just ended up filling my mind with decisions I’d dread in the morning.
I left you guys,
And replaced the feelings I had with this emotionally inexpressible teen.
I’m sorry that I began to feel this way,
You have to believe all I wanted was happiness,
But I simply couldn’t gain strength to do so,
but I’m here now.

i've never been
to any other
highschool
in my life.
therefore,
i cannot speak
for all schools.
but, i can speak
for my school.
about every other
student here is
a druggie.
which means
you have your choice
of two crowds.
but once you choose,
at the beginning
of your freshman year,
you can't change your mind.
and the teachers here
rarely teach.
they throw slideshows up
and blame you for not
paying attention
if you actually get
the nerve
to go up
and ask for help.
our principal
promotes
mental health,
but doesn't give any
resources for
mental breakdowns,
anxiety, or
depression.
sitting in classrooms
for eight hours,
with people you
can't stand,
with nowhere to go
will completely
destroy someone
especially someone
already
suffering.