sometimes I think I’m not fit to be a human being
I just can’t seem to handle everyday life
I’m drowning in more stress than I know how to deal with
stress that is only amplified by my own mind
I’m breaking up, breaking down, breaking apart
shattering like glass hit by a hammer
*a hammer made of a suffocating workload
a hammer made of crippling anxiety
a hammer made of ever-present loneliness*
I’m just trying to make it through each day
despite the shards of glass in my wake
who knew being human could be this hard
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
sometimes I think I’m not fit to be a human being
I just can’t seem to handle everyday life
I’m drowning in more stress than I know how to deal with
stress that is only amplified by my own mind
I’m breaking up, breaking down, breaking apart
shattering like glass hit by a hammer
*a hammer made of a suffocating workload
a hammer made of crippling anxiety
a hammer made of ever-present loneliness*
I’m just trying to make it through each day
despite the shards of glass in my wake
who knew being human could be this hard
