they say the truth hurts they were right I did **** up last night I get stupid and mad and scared and depressed and anxious and paranoid I care but I guess it doesn't show because I'm left with nothing I set the bar so low that now I am nothing
sometimes I just don't want to wake up reality is my cancer and it's reality that is destroying me my fantasy of being a better person a person who people love a person who people admire but that's just a fantasy and the reality is quite the opposite I hate myself and I'm still cocky I'm over dramatic I am a **** up
I just want to be happy but even when I am I manage to ruin it