𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 •𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌•

/5/

3 am. It's late and I'm up sitting here overthinking everything.

The soft music in my headphones not a big enough distraction for me not to notice the tears pouring out my eyes.

I shook violently under the covers.
Covering my mouth to not let my cries be heard.

Why was I crying?

Is it about you.

News Flash not EVERY aspect of my life is about you.

I was crying for consistently failing everyone I know.

My parents, me, everyone.

My grades weren't good, my body wasn't good, everything was wrong.

The whole world is crumbling down on top of me.

I tried to mask and deny my depression but it's nights like this where I wanna just die.

Will my mood change tomorrow, and I'll seem normal.

Yes it will.

Funny how I wanna die one night but then act like nothing happened the next, idk.

But that shit is crazy.