I feel lost. Alone. In the dark. It seems nothing can change this feeling I have. I tend to feel insecure about myself. I feel as if people are mocking me. I don't feel as if this would change.
Nothing just nothing is going right. I have so many mood swings. I can't control them. My thoughts are trying to kill me. I think about so many things but they come out as nothing real.
Is it real or is it my imagination. I don't know what to think anymore. I feel closed in but am I really? It seems like no one wants me. I walk around with this look of being depressed but that is just the way my face looks relaxed. I sometimes have a pain in my chest and it makes it hard to breathe. I then get hot and need to cool down. I must be claustrophobic or do I just have anxiety. I don't know anymore.
I feel tired but when I put my head down, my eyes stay open. I get told that, "I should stop trying," But if I stop then I just stop my whole life. That would put me as to dying. I don't want to die. Deep down inside I feel worthless and a waste of time but am I really.
I get fussed at for no reason. I get told to get out of people's lives. I don't know anymore. My life is hell and back. My depression takes me deep down In my grave that I can't breathe.
WHAT AM I.
Author's note:
Yaay two chapters in one week!! I have a song coming soon, don't be worried. I know that you have been waiting and I promise it will be soon. Love you guys and don't forget to leave a like and comment on this chapter below 👇
