Why did I ever think I was good enough to be part of this world?

I'm just a big disappointment to myself...

What am I even doing? Everyone who's been telling me mean and bad comments in my entire life are true...

I'm just a big disappointment to the world.

Wanna hear a joke?
The answer... is my life.

I'm just a random clown, clowning with random stuff that I have nothing to do with it.

Why do I even try? I don't even fit to this world...

I knew my mom would be disappointed in me when I told her about my suicidal thoughts...

I just want to cry out everything but I can't, I'm too afraid to be judged just like everyone always had done to me.

Why am I stupid to even think people actually care?

I already knew I'm just some random girl who disappoints everyone, who's weak and I can't even do anything by myself and solve it.

I'm just a weak dumbass just as someone said here in Wattpad.

God, why didn't I die when I was born?

But t just made things worse by giving me more pain now.

I actually do wish I die tomorrow on Friday the 13, I'm tired of all this...