Barely Breathing

They all took their own lives.

Drowning themselves as a year passes by.

I don't know why.

The people are blaming me, and I know it was all a lie.

I was loved, but I didn't feel the warmth.

I was provided with what I needed, but I actually didn't want anything.

I lived my life being treated like a precious diamond.

Too valuable to scuff.

Too precious to be shown.

I am now starting with my reflection.

I am silently asking the silent water touching my toes, what did I do wrong?

Why did this water continuously take what I treasured the most?

Am I destined to be alone?

Or am I supposed to drown myself just like what they did?.