I Wish People Knew How I Was Feeling

i just find it oh so difficult to share things face to face. i know its low self confidence as i've had a lifetime of being called stupid fat and ugly, and also worthless and useless. now i know i am none of those things, i pray...

Reach out and just fucking hold me.Just hold me while I cried. Just gave me some wisdom, some courage, some words to believe in. Just sat down and listened to me.! Listen to me!! FOR ONCE CAN SOMEONE JUST CARE AND ASK ME HOW I'M FEELING...

I wish people would see that I am really strressed, and I am dealing with so much right now, I wish people could see that and give me a little slack. I don't feel like anyone knows how I feel right now, and its hard to cope with it all...

Boy would it be great if people did.  I seem to have people misunderstand what I say.  It is quite clear to me but am mostly taken wrong.  Most of the time I go back over what I said and still cant figure out why, I don't...

I can't tell anyone how I feel deep inside since I can't trust anyone completely. It always seems that there is one reason or another why I can't.

I wish people knew how I was feeling, because sometimes I am not able to accurately describe how I feel. Unless of course I'm angry. At this very moment I can't even put into words what I am feeling. Normally I would be able to write a...

Whats the point of living like this anymore? I do so much for her and never get anything in return. All I wanted was her love. I tried to be the good samaritan but I end up crying on the sidewalk. I dont see my point...

,You know... one day on school a colleague of mine read my diary... she is nothing related to me, not a friend, just a colleague, she read all the pages..... she said to me "no matter what don't show it to people, really I understanded...

You know that saying? "when you look into the abyss, it looks back into you". 
Thats why I can never share to much, as much of a curse my torment is to me to explain it's rhyme and reason to the people I care about and who care...

I wish people knew,
How I feel at times,
I have good days,
But then,
There's the others,
They're the problem,
I wonder,
Does anyone know?
And do they really care?

Maybe then people wouldn't be insulted and confused when I lash out at them. Maybe then thye would realise that I'm not really mad at them, I'm just mad at the world. I have those days, and they're inavoidable.
Maybe then people...

Even I know don't know what I'm feeling. I just feel...well...kinda 'dead' would be the perfect word. Apathetic to life around me. It's like I'm watching a movie, not caring that the heroine is digging her own grave. I'm simply a...