Why am I always sad?
Why am I in this world?
Why do my friends like me?
Why am I like this?
Why do I hate myself?
Why do I run myself out so I can't breathe?
Why do I say things and regret it?
Why won't people tell me the truth?
Why don't people like me?
Why am I so annoying?
Why am I so retarded?
Why am I here?
Why do I feel this way?
Why do I want him to be there so badly?
Why do I want a friend who is there when I am crying?
Why am I crying?
Why?
WHY?
Why am I feeling this way?
Why do I want to die......?
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