I look around me and everyone seems non-lonely
Is there even a word?
We'll for me I'm crying
I'm falling and crumbling apart
I feel oh so alone in this great big huge world around me
I didn't ask to be put here
If I could ask to have a choice
I would choose
Non-existence
Yes that word
Makes a lot more sense
To me
I hate this world
And everything in it
Including me
And I hate this feeling in the pit
Of my stomach
And in my insides
In every inch of me
I feel like
I'm going to crash
Pills and more pills
Nothing seems to work
It never goes away
It just seems to get worse
I'm so tired
I'm tired of crying
Will I ever run out of tears?
I hate this illness
The illness
I guess that's what they say I have
But it seems to be incurable
In my case
What must everyone think?
When they see me
Cry
And
Cry
And
Cry
How pathetic
Is she?
Really?
When will it end
I want it just to end
What is normal anyway?
Author: unknown?