will anybody notice, what i feel, crying and dying, people think i'm lying, i lied to my parents, i lied to my friends, i was pretending, oh... but people do that, so its normal, its normal to tell your friends everything is okay when it isn't, this is what one of my friends said, here's the truth, i don't know why i'm telling you, when you don't give a crap, my happines is all a lie, i've been pretending ever since i was born, everyone thought i was a happy little girl, but they never knew, i was dead inside, i hate my family, i'm mad at some of my friends, right now, this is shit, my parents laugh at me behind my back, my brother calls me a bitch, my brother choked me, oh i'm sorry but who cares, no one, but marie, i told my friend kayla, about a docter, who said i was sexuly abused, but did she give, no, she started talking about how great things were going for her, i was used by her, "can you go get my coat stephanie?", she always asked, i asked once but no, she didn't bother to go get my backpack, i guess that's why she's so fat, because she's so lazy, a few days ago, my friend made a promise, i asked her she would talk to me if no one else did, i walked to her and said hello, heh, she fucking ignored me, you know, i've always been ignored, it's no big deal, i'm sure i'll be happy like always,(sarcastic) i finaly told the truth, i told my mom i wanted to die, i wanted to kill myself, she bursted out into tears, i wonder, would you care, or am i just another nobody, am i just invisable, i feel that steve doesn't even care, but then they say, "you know that's not true stephanie", well is seems true to me, i have some more crap to spill, but i have to go, goodbye, i'll let you know when i'm dead.