Monster

I used to believe that time would heal everything. So I waited till I felt better, less depressed. Believe it or not, it worked. For a while at least. Then today I just started thinking about everything I’ve done, everything I have said. I realized I am a horrible person. I get so angry at nothing because I can’t stand who I am. No one here in my town gets that. They think I’m weird oerfectly content wich who I am. I hate myself, all becasue I forgot how to be happy. I realized just how much misery I have caused people, and just how low I will go to feel better about myself. I said things that no person should be able to forgive. I said them to a friend who didnt deserve it. I realize that I’m one of the worst people I have ever met. Hell if I could, I wouldnt want to know me. I have tried so hard to change. I can fool people into thinking I am different, but at the end of the day, I am a terrible person and I don’t deserve anything. Its a sad truth about life, and people like me shouldnt exist. I make people and life miserable, and its as simple as that. Not even my friends want to know me anymore. I am a monster and I will end up destroying everything, including myself.