I lay across the tracks listening to the whispering voices from above. Closing my eyes, I wait for the subway train to come. It's 4:25. Should be here any minute. Please train, I'm late. I'm late. I'm late. Please come. I hope nobody sees me. Well, nobody ever even notices I'm alive, so who really cares...
my arms are sliced, I'm bleeding on the tracks. Good thing I'm dress in all black- I'm a hidden shadow. 4:26. When is that thing coming? Take me out of this world. If I jumped off a building, people would see and cause a scene. Why not just find me under the subway tracks? Isn't that a little more exciting than a 'selfish', 'depressed' teenager trying to get attention? Wouldn't that be a great movie if they did find me under these tracks? Sliced up into stripes like Mcdonald's fatty treats? That would certainly make a hollywood hit! I'll tell you that. For sure! 4:28. Did they stop the schedule? Just to tell you, I'm not doing this for attention. It's to show people how ignorant they can be.
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I'm not sure if i should make this a story or not..
ignorant- that's me.
