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This isn't exacly poetry but I felt like putting it in here. How would you feel just think about it. What if your parents or whoever you lived with kicked you out of the house just imagine not even being 18 yet still learning how to do things and they just throw you out. They completly leave you to survive on your own. At this stage your not sure what to do. This is me, my (step) dad the only dad that I know about knocked me out and my mom came swinging at me. What did I do...nothing. Their family I just stood their. My car stopped working after I had to fix the front wind shield of $185 that's alot of money to me because it's money that I don't have. Imagine being around parties and weed everyday but want nothing to do with it because it causes more problems. Now I only have three days to move out of a house that I just moved in two months ago. My car stopped working and I am still struggling to not put the blade to my skin like I use to when I was younger or to talk down to myself only to feel more depressed. Life gets better I tell myself just one more day, just one more day. I am going to be homeless soon and I call my parents only to hear the messaging machine kick on and I of coarse knowing that they are home listening to me talk to this stupid machine telling them I have no where to go and nothing to do with my life but, they only listen and that's all. I tell them I need them and I pour my heart out to them over the recorder and they don't care. Sometimes I think it's better to go to all these parties that I get invited to just because that's what they think I am already doing but, their wrong. I want to do something with my life. I want to be somebody now when I look at that blade and hold it into my palm and just wonder why inflict more pain on myself. Honestly the blade doesn't hurt no lie it's just when I am careless and forget about the forming scars and people see it and call me an attention seeker and it hurts because I am not. This time I took the blade into my fingers and broke it in half. I threw it away, yes life for me may not get better for along time. Maybe my parents will never want to talk to me again. I didn't do anything wrong it's just they don't want me anymore. I hope you enjoyed reading this it is very true and only a week ago happened. Please if you read this comment it. It will mean alot to me. For all you know it could save me. Someone can be in so much pain one day to where they think they just want to end it all and all it takes is just one person to tell them that they are a great person or anything positive towards them and it will make them think differently about life. :)