The death of who I use to be

I still feel sick when I think of taking more pills than I should.
I still feel uncomfortable when people talk about suicide.
I still feel like i'm bothering people all the time.
I still feel like I am ugly.
I still feel like I am not good enough.
I still feel like I am not heard.
I still feel like she won't love me no matter how hard I try.
I still feel like I am being used.
I still feel like I am a little girl.
I still feel like I am a mistake.
I still feel like I am a slave.
I still feel like I don't belong here.


I still feel.