Tell Me

This isn't even a story. it's just a paragraph. In fact, I don't know what it is. Maybe just a gathering of thoughts? I don't know.


1. The paragraph of thoughts? idk

If there’s one word to describe being wanted, please tell me. I’ve come to the end of the rope, I’ve almost given in, so if you can somehow miraculously save me then please, tell me. Everywhere I go, every school I’ve been to, no one’s stopped to look at me. Not even my mum. She doesn’t realise what this is doing to me, and I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on. So please, if you know then tell me. There’s not much time left, so you’ll have to work quick. I don’t want to go like this, but I don’t think I have a choice. There’s absolutely no space for me in this world, it’s already overcrowded and I’m just making it worse by staying. But there’s just one thread left, and that thread’s you. So if you could find it in your heart to stop being busy, look up from your job and see me, then please don’t let this thread snap. Because once you do, I’ll be falling. Falling.


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