Theres nothing left for me here.. lying in bed, my eyes begin to tear.. If suicide is the easy way out, then what is the normal way out? It would be nice if you ever thought, thought of anything that has anything, anything to do with the likes of me.. Your to busy, doing drugs, getting drunk, and so much more, to forget about me.. I just wanted you as part of my life... I wish I could just leave this town sometimes.. but, would that make things any better? My few friends are one of the only things, that make me happy.. I wish i got drunk more.. sad to say, but its the only thing that helps, is when im with friends.. or my minds busy.. so im not thinking about how shitty my life is.. hmm.. well... i better go watch tv.. maybe that will cheer me up.. i wish someone was proud of how well im doing in school.. before you would have been..... see you...all