I’m not alive.

I’m not sure what to do yet.

I’m not sure what I’m in.

I.. don’t know.

What to do the next.

What I am suppose to do.

Is there something that I’m suppose to do?

I.

I hate that I don’t.

I hate that I.

This frustration.

This.. thing. 

This confusion.

Whatever it is.

I..

I’m so motivated.

But.

I don’t know.

I am so unsure what to do yet.

I am not dead.

The thing about relationships is that
They only look prettier on the outside.