People use me once and they use me twice. They pretend to be my friend but they ain't nice. They use me again, over and over, but once the work is done they just push me aside. I don't put up a fight, I just act like I don't care, but on the inside I'm hurting everywhere. I looked for someone that I could talk to, but nobody cared so I decided not to. Since nobody cared that I was hurting inside I thought I should leave without even saying goodbye. I was ready to leave. I had nothing to lose but when the time came I couldn't follow through. We all feel hurt and we all feel pain. Our stories might be different but it's painful all the same. That's why I care whether you're dead or alive, because I'm trying to relate to your pain inside.
I don't know why we hurt or why there's pain in the world but changing the way we feel is something we have control over. I might not have had a near death experience but talking about depression is something super serious. There are people out there who know how to help you. There are people out there who care deeply about you. Life at the beginning might seem like a curse but between you and your problems, put yourself first.
-- Cristal B., 9th-12th Grade