Are you not embarrassed that you can never keep up?
Are you not bored of always being average?
Are you not tired of always being just short of good enough?
Do you not feel useless?
Why do you even bother leaving the house?
You’re useless, you always have been, you always will be.
No one would care if you disappeared.
It’s just the way it is because life is just this cruel game and you can never leave that game until...
Well...
until you lose all your lives.
YOU ARE READING
Yes, I'm depressed
PoetryShort sentences for broken souls Its also just a source of ranting for me for when I'm really in my feels. If you relate, I'm sorry and I wish there was a way to remove the pain
