Do you know how it feels being such a waste of space? Do you really? 'Cause you have him, he has you, at least. I don't have that, I don't have anyone. No one who really loves me, no one. Do you feel like you wanna die because nobody really loves you? No. But I do, I really do. My hopes are going down, my chest feels empty, my head just keeps working and wondering. It wonders when my life will begin, it wonders why I'm crying if I still being alive. I have a life and it is going wrong. It's broken, emtpy.
I feel worse because I need someone to live, and I don't want to. I'd rather to be strong and keep walking alone. I'm useless, coward.

Being coward is my biggest fear; unfortunaitely is what I am.