
A butterfly flaps it's wings.A clock ticks by.Somewhere in the world,a person dies.
My heart aches.I'm so tired of life.I wish I could run away,so very far away from everything.I hate life.I'm a hypocrite.I smile cause I don't want people to notice my pain but inside I'm screaming.I laugh because I want to be happy again but I'm lost.I always sit and stare at nothing now.I cry at night.I hate having a stepmother.Yes,I have a stepmother.I hate her for ruining my life.I hate her for hurting my mum.I hate her for taking my dad away.I wish my parents would just divorce already.I'm sick of life.
Allah,I'm sorry.I can't do this anymore.
Allah,I'm sorry.I can't do this anymore.
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