Henry Says: What now?

I'm tired. I'm not talking physically though I am that too. In my head I'm tired and in my heart. It sounds horrible but I'm just tired of having to think about other people all the time. To worry about how their feeling, to judge when it's time to do something. What I'm supposed to say. If I'm supposed to tell somebody. I wish I could ignore it but then who would be watching. So for now, as always, it doesn't matter that I want to kill myself or that I have more cuts than years I've been alive. It doesn't matter that I'm failing at life or that I can't breathe. I can't think about that, because all I can do is hope that somehow they make it through.

How much longer can it go like this? I don't want to keep trying.