stop it I'm tired

Depressed. But It's Okay

I've always asked to myself 'why you' re sad?' 'why can't you be happy?' 'why do you hate yourself?'.
I'm the worst at everything. I can't do anything right. I always end hurting people who loves me.
I'm the biggest error in this world.

But it's okay.
I'm so fucking okay.
Everything's all right.
It'll pass like everything does.
Nothing stay.

I'm sick of spending my days layed in my bed, crying myself to sleep to wake up and cry more.
I'm such a crybaby. I'm an egoist.
Sorry mom I'll never be the girl you always dreamed I'll be.
I'm nothing to everyone, and you're the only people who believe in me.
Maybe I can't understand it but I thank you for supporting me.

I'll do my best. I'll be perfect one day.
I'll do better. I'll do better. I'll do better. I'll do better. I'll do better. I'll do better. I'll do better.

I wish I could tell you how I feel but I can't. I just can't.
'cause when i' m talking to you about my feelings, It's like I said nothing.
You destroy me more than you think.
But less than myself does.
I hate myself, more than anything.
Both physically and mentally.
I can't stand myself.

Those fat tights I'm crawling with everyday.
Fat arms. Fat legs. Fat neck. Fat belly. FAT FAT FAT FAT.
I'M TOO FAT I'M UGLY I LOOK LIKE A PIG.

I'm a burden for everybody. Why can't I just smile and do like nothing is happening. I Wan to be happy. But I just can't. I'm dying in my own thoughts.
I can't anything.
I'm trapped.