Whats the point

8:02 PM - Point
Whats the fucking point in trying. And I cannot say this aloud because no one is there to listen.
There is no outlet. There is no solution. Dont FUCKING tell me you understand. You DON'T fucking know shit. I dont care where you've been or what you've read. You dont know what its really like. To live this life... everyday you wake up just to be thankful that you can walk so you can go to work.
I will slowly get rid of all of you. Push you so far from my mind... erase you from my heart. Because I can't handle all of these misunderstandings. All these people who constantly say the wrong things and each time is like a knife in the heart.
Oh but if I was only simple... then that would be easier.
I am SO FUCKING SICK of you all saying you understand... YOU ALL THINK THAT YOU KNOW SO FUCKING MUCH! I am sick and tired. And exausted and ill. I cannot handle another minute or else I will lose my mind.
I wish I could tear my whole body apart. Just rip it all to shreds. Slowly but surely. Because I cannot do this. I am strong enough BUT I DONT WANT TO BE. I am so so so tired of being strong. I dont want to last another minute.
AND DONT FUCKING TELL ME YOU KNOW THE SOLUTION! A new miracle pill. Oh I HOPE YOU FUCKING CHOKE ON YOUR OPTIMISIM! You would have given up a long time ago if you lead the life that I unwillingly lead. Oh but if I were to just drown like a rat... what a relief that would be. And you can go on and live with your ignorance at your right hand and I will constantly run from you. Because theres no doubt in my mind that I hate each and every one of you.