Ending

I am thinking about what I'm going to do when I get home today. I feel like it is the perfect time to end it. In fact, I can almost grasp at the idea. It is like something special because to be honest, I am tired. Whenever I said I'm not, it's a lie. An utter bullshit. A secret that I want to hide.
         My body is trembling with adrenaline because I really want this kind of ending for me. I can already taste it in my mouth. I want to end it. Now. After I get home from here.

         Will I have the bravery though?

         I don't think anyone would miss me. Of course, they would be sad, but that would only be temporary. Then, they'll move on. I hope it will be a lesson to them though. Be more sensitive to what others are feeling. Be supportive. Never let someone you love lowers themselves too low that they start to hate themselves. It helps even if you give them a little bit more attention. It'll help a lot.

        I'm so tired. So freaking tired. I need someone who isn't even there to help me out. Someone. Anyone.