Suicide.

It never ended, people forcing their opinions on me like mine didn't matter, the fear that everything i did would turn out to be a disaster and only one thought pops up in my head "kill yourself" the thought is making it look like it is the best answer and the only answer but no matter how many voices you hear in your head saying "end yourself" there would always be a voice saying "don't".

You grow up in a society where you see people pick on people for not having something they have, people with different answers and opinion to the definition of us...

Life is like flipping a coin, there's the head and the tail. You get a tail the first time and think God forgot you, you get it the second time and think the world would be better without you, you get it the third time and end yourself thinking it was the best option forgetting the next time you could actually have gotten a head. 

(The two sides of the coin represents good times and bad times)

Respect life, live life, and stay alive.