okay. i might have gone too far on this one.
They say when it rains, it pours, and that's practically an understatement. Just tell me why? Why the hell does life have to be so damn complicated? Why can't I just be happy? Why do I have to always be so fucking depressed? It's hard to be grateful for what you have when you have nothing left. Look at me, I mean really, look at me. What do you see? Because I look in the mirror and I don't even see me. I see a hideous monster, maybe even a demon. I see a life that has completely lost its meaning. What the hell am I here for? Who the fuck keeps saving me from death? I could have ended this long ago but someone keeps giving me back my breath. Who the fuck is it? Make yourself known! If I'm here for a reason then let that reason be shown! I can't fucking take it anymore. I can't stand who I am. If I'm to have a "spiritual awakening", then let it fucking happen, I just don't understand. Either let me die or awake me from this haze. Because I'm so fucking done with being a mouse trapped in this god awful maze.
