I can't remember when, why or what it caused it, but I feel broke, without any ambitions in life or dreams to make true...
Sometimes I just want to cry all night and the next day feel better but that maybe is just fantasy.
I want to feel good, because everytime someone asks "How are you?" I tell the same answer over and over again:"good". Why i'm I so stupid not to tell the truth? Is it about fear? Fear of what? People? Critics? Like really? But you are always laughing, I'm sorry but that's just a mask, and sorry for telling the truth, but I'm not okay.
I want to be more than I am. And I know I'm wrong, I know I would fail, then why I expect a lot of me? I'm a failure, I've messed up in everything, everyone starting with my parents, I'm going to repeat my school year, though I've never repeated, I've been always been a fucking disaster, a dumb girl who thinks that life is pink or blue.
I wish you don't feel like this never...
