I feel.... Scared Useless Drained Nauseous Tired Like an idiot Slow Pointless Like life is slowly telling me to stop Like I don't matter Like what I want is pointless Like I can't be happy That I should be alone I should stop Detach myself again That I should Keep enduring everything That I still want to live Even if people hate me , people that i love hate me or even life itself it's still worth living in the end
