parents

I wish they could see how badly I hate being here, they don't see me they see what they want me to be, a perfect daughter, to show off to our family, but my life is a slaughter I'm ripping it apart I wish I could do better, so they could be proud, but I hate being here. I hate my self abused skin, my disorderd mind, and my soulless body I wish I could find find a way to make myself better, but they wouldn't notice they wouldn't care. I hide away in my room and they forget I exist they only love me when they need me I try so hard to resist to resist the thoughts telling me to die but maybe they'd finally notice me if they came to my room and found me dead. I love you mom and dad I know you love me too I just don't feel it anymore I'm sorry I wasn't the perfect daughter, I'm sorry I failed maybe you'll understand one day. I love you.