I'm a online artist. Everything I imagine I draw, even if it seems impossible for me. I try to make my drawings perfect, to get happier comments than "nice" or "aww that's cute" etc etc... Everyday, I wake up, insane. Insane, as in depressed. I'm not happy with myself, I do not like how I look. The beautiful art from yesterday becomes wasted, without pride. I also start to feel alone at times where I don't get any chat messages or notifications. Like, as if nobody wants to talk to me. I kinda feel like a starving artist. Actually. I starve for food, yet I don't get any, because I do not know what to eat, or I'm working on something that seems important. I have never gotten a single hate comment (and if i did, then i usually ignore it) in my few years on here. I feel like a disappointment to myself. A disappointment that is worthless. A disappointment that's insane. I want to be perfect, but I cannot achieve that because it's beyond impossible. I want my parents to be happy for what I'm doing. I try. I keep trying each day. I've tried. To achieve happiness mentally. I keep staying up at night. Yet, nothing seems to work... I scream for help, yet nothing happens. That's all I'm going to say...
The music is "Writing on the Wall", by Will Stetson.
