I don't know anything anymore. I don't know what's wrong with me and I don't know who I've turned into.
I'm so weak. I can't even make myself brush my teeth in the morning. I spend my days in bed with my phone because nothing exciting is happening anyways.
Once I go out, I fall apart. I cry for the most stupid things and I feel like nothing's worth it anymore.
There's no use anymore. I have no reason whatsoever to keep on living like this.
I don't know anything anymore.

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Anxiety
Roman pour AdolescentsIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.