So you want to kill yourself? Because no one cares about you. Your family hates you. Right? NO. Your parents walk in your room in the morning to only find a dead body. They will try their hardest to not think negative, and to thik you are fooling around. Then they will start shaking you. Why aren't you breathing? They will be broken. Tears. Many tears. More tears than you ever shed. Was it them? Were they the reason you did this? More tears. Pain. Every day. Every night. Every single second of every day. Guilt. More guilt. What about your bestfriends? They are not going to care, right? NO. What is the first thing that will go through their mind when your principal comes in and tells the class you are dead, you killed yourself. While your bestfriend sits there in tears. That girl that you would smile at but never talk to? She is now crying. The boy who used to kick you under the table just to annoy you? He will be shocked. He will be devasted. He will blame himself. What about your teacher? Thoughts crossing her ind. She will question if you did it because she didn't make class comfotable enough for you. Pain. Devastation. All in one. Who organizes your funeral? Who has to go through your stuff? Clothes? Notes? Those few older girls who used to give you daggers at school? They will feel regret. They will blame themselves. See, if you killed yourself today you will never know what might happen tomorrow. You will never know because you are dead. Your family hates themelves for it. Your bestfriend then falls into depression. Tears. Tears. More tears than a river. All because you killed yourself because you thought noone would care. Right? You are loved by man. Someone right now is thinking of you and right now I am thinking about anyone who has thought or is considering suicide. You are beautiful no matter if you are black, white, homo-sexual, tall, short, overweight or anoeriz. You are beautiful. You want to kill yourself? Think about it first. There is no coming back and I promise if you do it you are not only hurting yourself, you are hurting many. You are creating more tears than you lead yourself to. You are making everyone miserable and making them feel guilt and pain. Never will theliy feel whole like they used to when they had you. You are beautiful and you are never alone. I love you and you deserve the life you are given. If you need someone to talk to I am here. Feel like nobody cares or lvoes you? I do. I love you and you deserve the life you are given.