19.

It's not my fault I've grown just to realize, that my so-called-life, is just a waste. 

I shouldn't even say this, but it's true. 

I'm a waste of bones.

I'm a waste of skin.

I'm a waste of blood.

I'm a wasted space. 

That's all I am, thank you very much.

Nine-teen. 

I never knew I could feel like this.