I recently started attending to a new school. I had many hopes of bettere teachers, better classmates, i thought that maybe i could even get friends. They are awesome people, but i am not their kind of guy. The mask i created many years ago is now my face, i can only take it off when i'm alone. They just think i'm a weird guy, the guy that makes you copy homework and helps you during tests. What would i be if i didn't do that? Noone really cares how i feel. I tried to tell them, indirectly, with music, pictures and words. It didn't work. I think about suicide every minute of the day, and i have nightmares when i'm asleep. I'm always tired, in class i look like a zombie. Maybe that's what i've become. I feel empty, helpless, hopeless, abandoned, worthless and different. I'm having problems at school, i can't concentrate at all, eeverything seems boring and pointless. I wish i had the courage to tell others about how i feel, but i know that they would not understand. Until something really bad happens, noone will really notice. And the worst part is that i don't have anyone to talk with. I just sit here, listening to sad music, refreshing social network pages hoping for something to happen. I just want to go to bed and never wake up. Maybe it's not what i want. Maybe i just want to be saved. But i know i can't be saved. Now, tomorrow, in a week, in a year, in ten years, nothing is going to change. So what's the matter if i kill myself now, and i put an end to all of my problems right here, right now? Noone is going to miss me, i am invisible, i don't exist. If anyone wants to talk, i'd be glad to.