I am so tired, sometimes I feel so tired, I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. So tired. The pressure builds and builds. Seems like theres no release. The things I see go unnoticed by some. Fills my eyes with horror. Anger and guilt and frustration, and depression makes waking up every day harder and harder. I work my fingers to the bone just to survive. I got to get money so I can have a home. So I can breathe, eat and live in this society. I don’t even like money, and I got to work everyday just to feed myself. God it makes me sick. […]
