54th.

i hate white blood cells.
you know why? because i dont have enough of them.

can someone do me a favour?
stab my heart and cut me into pieces.
i deserve that.

i feel like theres no future for me.
and i really feel that way.

no chance of getting better.
i dont trust the medicines either way.
they dont look like theyre helping me.

and my science teacher tells me to get an antibiotic.
and i think my mom thinks its nothing.
anymore.
since i get sick too damn often.
oh well, my luck is just at its worst.
i hope i die.

so if i die, i just want to thank all the people in my life.
they made it sooo exciting for me.
especially the ones that.. never mind.