I’ve always had some days
that I dont exist.
Some days,
I just can’t try anymore.
I can’t be anymore; life's heavy.
When will I go a day and be
able to breathe through;
I’m still waiting.
I’m so happy,
But ******* sad.
It’s never gone away.
I just keep reaching and reaching.
Falling harder and harder every time. Drowning into myself and my suffocation.
It all feels so ******* unobtainable.
Someone made a world for
everyone. Except me.
Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 4:40 PM UTC
I’ve always had some days
that I dont exist.
Some days,
I just can’t try anymore.
I can’t be anymore; life's heavy.
When will I go a day and be
able to breathe through;
I’m still waiting.
I’m so happy,
But ******* sad.
It’s never gone away.
I just keep reaching and reaching.
Falling harder and harder every time. Drowning into myself and my suffocation.
It all feels so ******* unobtainable.
Someone made a world for
everyone. Except me.