I’m useless everywhere I go, everyone I talk to,
everyone who knows me, I hate that I let myself get so low in the bleak void that I’m in, all I’m known for is my problems and my pathetic warped way of viewing what’s around me, I feel like I’m suffocating, my voices are all too overwhelming and relentless, but their all I’ve ever known, is their something wrong with me?
who am I ? The few that are close to me complain about my sudden loss of weight, like I’m dying and will so reach my fate, I don’t know what to do, who am I? Where am I?
for years I told myself that maybe if people were able to get to know the real me maybe they wouldn’t think that I’m really all that mean and bad, I was wrong, why would anyone want to be around me? How pathetic of me to think that way.