Too Little Too Late

My earliest memories are of me falling and hurting myself and my mom telling me you have no reason to cry, only humans cry and your not worth anything close to a human. Everyday I wonder is it worth it, waking up, seeing people who don't love and put up with me. Yeah there is god but when every around you seems to not care, why should I. Everyday life means less and less, and all I can see is darkness. Maybe she's right, im worthless and no one is willing to see my pain.
solitarus solitarus
18-21, F
Dec 2, 2012