The Stars

My life is like climbing a steep hill and mountain, sometimes I feel on top of everything but the next is that I slipped and fall into my grace.

I don’t know why everything I do turns to south, or why do I even bother to live a supposed purpose to this world. Calling for help is no easy task or even ignored and belittled by many people that surrounds you.

Laughed for being too dumb or stupid.

Being the dunce of the class and not academically smart enough to be the rest of them or being bullied at school for being weak.

My mind becomes a white noise and nothing comes out anything right already. Every action that I do doesn’t come out correct and loosing trust on every stranger in school.

Why do I even bother to climb the hills and mountains to reach the shining stars that don’t exist?

I’m loosing every ounce of hope and sanity in my body; slowly evaporating and suffering further. I’m already tired and I don’t know what to do.