My whole world is bad. Besides black I see dark. Between life I see desilution. Not knowing who am I. I feel sad and mad. Mad because I lost myself. Sadly alive for my reality. Discovering who you are is not fun. Im madly sad. Never lost before. For the first time I want to die because I'm not ready to cry. There are ghosts inside my head. So heavy to fight. I cant see more than myself blocked by someone else.