I'd like to get some sleep

I'm wearing a mask.
The mask I'm grateful for, because if I wouldn't have one, I wouldn't be able to do anything. And when school started, it's super important to stay calm, just to give and illusion to people around you that you're "okay". Pft. Okay. What's even that feeling "okay"? I didn't feel something like this for a long time. And it scares me a lot actually.

Every day, when I arrive from school, it's the same. I'm going to my room, turn on the computer and stay like this all the day, because I know, if I wasn't there, I would be probably somewhere in the corner and thinking about horrible things I would do to myself. And I don't want to fall into this shit again. I fell a few times recently and I can't be more pissed off myself for that. I'm still repeating to myself, that I shouldn't do this, but when I can't see the light, it's only thing I'm able to do.

It's like I deserve this, you know. Every kind of pain, I don't know why, when I feel the pain, I just stand there and telling to myself that I deserve this. Even I don't. I really don't think that, I'm the only one person that still tries to save everything and everyone and they are not giving a shit about it. About me. I'm overlooked, I feel like an automatic thing that they know will show up everytime they're in trouble.

And I'm sick of this already. It's not my fault. It's not. But I have to save it, because I'm the only one who cares. I can't just let go something I really love. Something that's so important, my life depends on it. And that fact that no one cares about how do I feel hurts so bad, you know. I'm still naive and think it'll get better, but it doesn't. I'm waiting so many years, I don't think there's any hope left.

And that's what's running through my head recently and I can't tell. Anyone. Because they would think I'm just a crazy, moody, over-dramatic teenager. But it hurts. It seriously hurts and no one gets it. And that's why I'm trying to smile, I'm trying to act like nothing is happening, I'm trying to act like I don't think about how I should die. I'm trying to give them all this illusion.

Then, when I'm at home, I go to bed and just let it out. I'm screaming to my pillow, my eyes are full of tears and I can't stop, there's big pain in my chest, big hole in my heart that'll never fix up.