Anyone else feel like they are living a lie?
I mean like seriously we wake up regret waking up then get up and go to school and act like everything is ok knowing that you are hiding the tears and the cuts.
For what? I know.. we are hiding it from the people we are afraid to disapoint because we know that if they knew the real us.. they would probably hate us even more.
I feel like I am living a lie every time I wake up.. no one knows how much I want to die everyday and how much I really do hate myself.
I am supposed to be the strong one but how can you be strong when you know that in the end nothing will change.
I will still be unhappy until I am just a memory.