I'm not.
I think the world is against me.
I think I will never amount to anything.
I think I can't do anything right.
I think it will be okay.
But it never is.
It will never be okay, not in a million years.
It will never be fine, like I tell my mom everyday.
It will always be a ******* **** show of my life.
The scariest part is, I can't remember how I felt before.
I can't remember the happiness, or the joy.
All I can remember is the sadness, the anger'
The pain, the ripping in my chest.
Every time I think I'm done.....