its 11 at night its not even that late and yet i'm feeling like i do at those early hours of the morning when everything is going wrong and everything is my fault that feeling that i get when all the ******* kicks in and even though i know that it's wrong i feel worthless and i want to just disappear because then i wouldnt make any more mistakes and everyone else could just move happily on their way because there's no more of the boy trying to fix things and act all big and powerful and ending up hurting people there's a small amount of peace in their lives knowing that im not a problem anymore and i know that this is false i know that people like me, i know that i help people but this isnt a thing that is so easily shaken unlike my body that's shaking all over and im just sitting here, trying to get over these feelings and get to sleep because these feelings have stopped decent sleep for the past 3 nights and have caused multiple problems during the day ******* its only 11 at night and i need sleep
**** there's a lot of depressing stuff, im gonna need to write happier stuff soon and i had no idea how to end it like the last 2 lines were just thrown on there because it needed a better ending than what it had