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God
I'm sick and tired of trying to live
I'm tired of living like this
All my life I've had this face
This gesture
Of bitterness
It really makes my life bitter
Everyone is so false
Stupid
My very existence
Is empty
All humans are made to be
To be born
To grow
Reproduce
And die
What's the use of being born if all I did to my father and mother was to ruin their lives with more problems?
Sometimes I didn't even talk about how I felt
With the looks of my relatives
The way they touched me...
I'm sick of these people
Of the humans
I'm sick and tired of them making me hurt others
What's the use of growing up if all I had to endure was humiliation, abuse, harassment and all because of my body.
Am I so ugly?
Am I so pretty?
What's the use of maturing and developing
if the only thing I wanted was to keep playing with my dolls, not to be noticed if my breasts were big.
all I wanted was to have friends
they all looked down on me
they pulled my hair
since elementary school I've been an object of ridicule
I guess it will always be like that, won't it?
Why doesn't anyone notice how much their comments affected me?
What good does it do me to reproduce if all men want from me is company?
What I want, need and long for is to have a family with a man who loves me.
I think I have him
But I don't know if he really wants to see me that way, I guess I disgust him now.
I can't imagine how disgusted he'll be to see me like that
and pregnant, I'd like to be
I would like to be one of those beautiful mothers someday
What I am sure of is that I will love my baby the way I was never loved in my childhood.
if his daddy doesn't love him, I will
he will be a fruit of the love I had for him and that makes me happy.
I hope when I go to give birth my baby will be born and I can die.
I don't want to stress my own baby with my tears.
I don't want to be like my mom and reproach my baby for things that he doesn't have to know about.
I don't want to be my mom
I want to have a family and love each other
Show everyone that I'm happy
Being a mom would fill the emptiness I've always felt
Maybe that's the purpose I've always searched for
That's my purpose
What's the use of dying if in the end I'm going to fail the people who made me love life, those I promised to smile again and have reason to go on, I'm going to fail them all even with my death
I'm so insignificant, my existence is just another one in the pile.
I am a woman
Stupid
Nefarious
And of course, all that I've always been told
The typical "stupid blonde" who is only pretty but not intelligent.
A "whore" to all men, even the men in my family.
A "slut"
A "liar".
A person.
God, just give me one more reason to be here.
I wish my loneliness was you and you would be with me always…
That you would give all those I love and adore that which they so much desire
Happiness
To feel alive
Calm
Complete
Health
Love
Company...
In exchange for the happiness of others I give you my life
with my death.
26/12/24

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Why is everyone so cruel to me? I just want to be loved
Maybe I should never have been born
I should never have been myself
I should never have spoken
I should always keep quiet
"The quiet ones look prettier."
Maybe this way everyone can love me
By being pretty
Quiet
Playing dumb just to get them to like me
People with empty brains
I'm sick of being the only one who understands me, who understands them, who understands everything
I always understand
Loneliness is the only one who understands me
Doesn't judge me
Doesn't make me cry
But I hate being alone so much
I must keep quiet forever.
28/12/24

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