Sadness dawns on me every day
People pass me by
Busy at work or with family
I am alone
Crushed by my depression and anxiety
Too stupid to obtain a simple job
What is wrong with me?
I have never been happy, just alive
Only getting by is not enough
I hate myself more every year
Another day closer to death brings me to smile
Reaching the age of twenty-one is enough
I do not want to see another year, another day
Twenty-one feels like ninety, like everything is falling apart
This life is painful and long
It is not for me and it never was
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twenty one felt a bit old to me, so does twenty two. twenty three will likely have a similar feel, though people usually say i look younger than i am.
it’s not so much what’s wrong with you, and it’s not a race. things are accomplished in their own time in their own way, and that’s alright. not everything available is going to be a good fit for you, anyway.