I’ve started thinkink if i really exist, ’cause i don’t feel like it. Everything has fallen apart, i’m broken inside… trying hard not to screw things this time, trying hard not to cry, trying hard not to hurt myself, trying hard but hardly succeding. I feel so lost, so angry, so sad… no one is there, i know; no one cares, i know… it’s just me, fighting by myself, almost to giving up
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You don’t screw anything up. Too much sadness makes you too sensitive, that’s all.
Yes, most of them don’t care cause human being is selfish, but every beat makes you stronger as long as you are aware.
And someone who understans you does exist, please..