Sometimes I feel hopeless, unwanted, alone.
Sometimes I feel like I could jump off a cliff and no one would really care.
Sometimes Tylenol looks like a way out of this feeling.
I'm less than a drop of salt water in the many oceans on our world.
Who would care if there was one less mouth to feed, one less headache to teach, one less phone call to make?
Then I think about the people I think about the people I would leave behind, I care about, I love.
For them, I put on a happy face, a show, an act.
I don't want them to know how unimportant I feel.
I know it would hurt them if i carried out my plans.
I've tried to get help but I can't bring myself to tell anyone.
So no one knows how I feel inside ... and I hope no one ever will.
