When even my well rested eyes are always tired,

and I'm asleep more often than I am awake.

When my arms feel heavy and beg to stay still,

and my legs seem unable to carry my own weight.

When my hands are so cold that they have gone numb.

When life is nothing more than a boring, endless cycle,

and there is obviously something wrong with me?


What’s the point of living,


If food has lost its taste?

If I could never understand people to begin with?

*If I have lost the will to live?