I am broken.
I never know who I am or what to do. I can never talk to people about my exact feelings without feeling judged. I am broken because I can't get my life straight no matter how hard I try. Am I really worth it. Is life worth living for. Even if it's not imma try. I am broken in many different ways. I don't know how to actually trust people. I don't know how to not overthink. I'm young but still suffer from panic attacks and anxiety. I wish I knew why. But life just hates me. I always hide that I feel broke I'm always smiling or just tired. I hide my tears and screaming. I hide my just not wanting to be here. I don't know why I am the way I am. And I wish I wasn't. I wish that it was easier. I'm always told you'll be fine your just faking for attention and dumb things like that but honestly idk who would wanna be like this. Who really wants to fake happiness everyday. Who really wants to be scared for the next time there gonna have a panick attack enough for it to cause one. Who really wants to suffer. Why does life treat us like this. Why do I have to fake it. Why can't it be real. I put everyone else before me. I make others happy in hope it'll make me happy. I always hope it works. I try everyday. I continue being alive and breathing everyday.
I regret a lot that I've done. And said. Sometimes I regret being alive. I've found some ppl who are there. But I'm always scared there gonna leave. I'm scared there just gonna be gone. Why am I like this I don't wanna be like this
Why do we do this why does life do this to us. Some of us cut ourselves. Some of us try to off ourselves take our own life's. Why does life do that does god not see this and not help us some of us find a way but some of us forget ourselves.
