SAD

No need to come wake me up.

It’s already raining on my bed.

I stay silent all day.

My heart brakes and happiness goes with the wind.

All I can think of is that I am alone.

But after a long time…. desperation comes and I start to scream and through things.

Then I start to hit my self.

Why do I exist?

That is the last thing I can think of in this ugly day.

By: Ximena

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