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I struggle to much.

I don't know what's wrong with me,

But for. The past few days I've gone insane.

Really insane.

I've kept quiet to myself trying to fight my urges,

I cry more now.

I listen more now.

I regret now.

Sometimes,

I feel I want to pay someone to strangle me to death.

Or maybe I want them to just slap me on the face to wake me up.

Wake me up from reality.

My days are sorta..

Fading.

I don't know.

I don't focused anymore.

I struggle more.

It all doesn't make sense,

But yet here I am.

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