• I see you smile, as i smile back.
    Yours is pure, sincere, happy.
    While mine is dark, painful, and full of suffering.
    But you dont notice. you are another one: a blind one.
    You are all the same, you dont understand.

    You say you have a horrible life, and that you want to die.
    But you have no idea.
    No idea what horrible really feels like.
    To actually want to die.

    So dont even say it.
    Please dont say it.
    I know you dont truely understand.
    You say you do, but secretly you dont.

    So please, spare me of the guilt of blaming you for my own mistakes.
    I dont want to.
    But if you must, keep saying you want to die.
    it only makes me feel worse.

    -Sierra