I can’t wait to be done.
I can’t wait to be free
I wanna sit and do none,
but it ain’t a two months or three… 126 more words
There are no words powerful enough to describe the frustration I feel with myself. I am coasting through life, becoming more and more isolated, with no direction other than having a constant need to remedy the burning withdrawals that are so consistent, you could set your watch by them. 238 more words
Have you ever looked at the mirror and found the person looking right at you is a complete stranger?
I used to be strong, independent and confident yet now I feel worthless, insecure and empty as I’m continuously walking on egg shells to make you happy, constantly aiming to please you, to recieve some sort of approval and acknowledgement, but who am I kidding my happiness only matters when it’s convenient to you, as does my existence. 126 more words