Why?

Why is life so unfair?

Why can’t I be at the same level as the others in my age?

Why most I be left outside alone?

I don’t won’t to be here!

I want to be with the others…

Be a part of the gang…

I don’t want to be a geek anymore

I have enough!

I want to be up late

Drink alcohol

Be at parties

Have a boyfriend

That ordinary teenage- stuff

Not to lay in bead at ten

Just drink soda

Be at home

Be alone…

 I’m unattractive

And I know it

But it will not be better if I stay home and be that “parents dream”

Hate it!!

I just want to be ordinary, to be a part of something

Not to be a lonely, sad figure in the shadows…

Why don’t they let me to be that?

Why can’t they accept that I’m not 5 years old longer?

Why can’t I have an “ordinary- teenager” life?

Why most I be the geek?

Or freak, you name it…

I just can’t stand it anymore

I want to be someone…

I want to be in the game too

Not stand on the outside and look in…

I won’t to be in there…

With the others…

Not to be left, not to be over…

Not to be lonely…

I hate my self

I hate my life

I hate my situation

I hate you all

I hate everything

I even hate you!!

How will I survive?

I will not survive…

I will always be that geek the others make fun of

Always…

I can’t escape

I just can’t…

No one wants to help me

No one wants me

No one cares of me

All of you don’t give a shit in me and my life!!

How can you?!

I ask for help, and what do I get?

A cold hand and a push closer the end of my life…

Thanks!

I really appreciate that …

Now I know how worthless my life is

Tanks

You really helped me, and my problems

‘cause now I hate you even more then before

I’m nothing

A geek

A fool

A hated thing

An unloved thing

You hate me!!

I want to die…

Waiting

Waiting…

Waiting for you to save me

Waiting for my life to begin

Waiting for you to see me

Waiting…

Do I waiting for noting?

Do I waiting for everything?

What am I doing?

All gets wrong…

Nothing I do gets right…

What am I doing wrong?

Waiting…

Waiting for things to get better

Waiting for things to get started

Waiting for my life to begin

Waiting…

The rain

The rain drips down…

Exactly like my tears…

My tears off sorrow and hate

I want to escape this hell

But I can’t...

I’m stuck in this hell off sorrow and pain...

Can some one save me?

// of me

The happiest day will be that day I die...

Why am I still here?

Why haven’t I just cut my wrist and feel my life flow out of me?

Why haven’t I done that yet?

Am I cowardly?

You know that I want just to disappear...

So why haven’t I done that yet?

Am I frightened of what will happen to me when I’m gone?

Am I frightened of what will happen to you when I’m gone?

What will happen to you?

Will you cry?

Or will you smile?

I guess that you will first cry... Then be happy of that I’m gone,

So I will not destroy you’re life any more...

Yes, you will de laughing

You will be happy

So why haven’t I take suicide yet?

Am I really scared?

I don’t get any good answer on why I haven’t done it yet; it just hasn’t bee time to do it...

It’s a shame...

I must make time to kill my self

It sounds quite absurd,

But it’s true....

I will do it

And you will be smiling for the first time in you’re life

It will be a happy day

The sun will be shining even more that day; the birds will be singing a beautiful song.

Just because I’m gone the whole world will be smiling.

The happiest day will be that day I die...

//of me

The happiest day will be that day I die...

Why am I still here?

Why haven’t I just cut my wrist and feel my life flow out of me?

Why haven’t I done that yet?

Am I cowardly?

You know that I want just to disappear...

So why haven’t I done that yet?

Am I frightened of what will happen to me when I’m gone?

Am I frightened of what will happen to you when I’m gone?

What will happen to you?

Will you cry?

Or will you smile?

I guess that you will first cry... Then be happy of that I’m gone,

So I will not destroy you’re life any more...

Yes, you will de laughing

You will be happy

So why haven’t I take suicide yet?

Am I really scared?

I don’t get any good answer on why I haven’t done it yet; it just hasn’t bee time to do it...

It’s a shame...

I must make time to kill my self

It sounds quite absurd,

But it’s true....

I will do it

And you will be smiling for the first time in you’re life

It will be a happy day

The sun will be shining even more that day; the birds will be singing a beautiful song.

Just because I’m gone the whole world will be smiling.

The happiest day will be that day I die...

//of me

That girl

I’m the girl with a shiny smile

I’m that girl who has the diamonds in my eyes

That girl who makes you crazy ‘cause you can’t reach hear

I’m that girl who has horns under my hear 

Suicide letter

Hej!

Hur mår du?

Jag mår skit.

Allt är pest och pina, tänker på dig

Vi ses på andra sidan…

Men det beror förstås vart du kommer

Jag kommer till helvetet…

Från och med nu till talar ni mig i dåtid, även i skolan.

Jag vet hur mycket du gillar mig.

Men jag orkar bara inte mer, du är min bästa kompis och mitt hjärta. <3

Snart är pappret slut. Och jag med det. Jag har åkt med en bit på livets långa resa, och fick en fin reskamrat. Men här är min ändstation.

Älskar dig

Puss och kram mitt hjärta

Du är bäst!!

Kommer alltid att sakna dig…

Sorry

Sorry...
I’m sorry for that I exist...
I’m sorry for all that I have done to you...
I’m sorry for all the pain I have caused you ...
I’m sorry for what I have done in my life...
I’m sorry for all that I haven’t done in my life...
I’m sorry for everything that I have done wrong...
I’m sorry for everything that I have done right...
I’m sorry for everything...
I’m sorry for you,
because you aren’t me...

// Of me