I need to cry. But I just can’t make myself do it. I feel so worthless. Like nobody would notice if I was gone. I need somebody to notice me. To realize that not only am I depressed, but I’m angry. I’m so angry about everything that I just want to cry. I just need to let it out. I need to scream. But instead, I sit here thinking about the razor in my bedroom. Thinking “Is it worth it again?” And I know that in my eyes it is. But what about yours?