Snuffy’s Suicide Attempts
Poor baby, life is rough for you, huh? No one
seems to see you, no one notices your
pain–except for your friend Big Bird, but he’s
alway off hanging out with his other friends.
You wish you were him, all happy and curious
and popular and bright yellow. You feel like
his shadow anymore, like the only reason you
exist is to amuse him. It’s hard being
somebody’s imaginary friend. But stop trying
to kill yourself–imaginary people can’t kill
themselves. Sorry. And hey, maybe tomorrow
you’ll feel better!
Someday people will see you, I promise.