Seriously~
It's pathetic how much I'm sick of myself.
I mean, I want to just... drop.
I want to just curl up inside the fantasy lands of my poetry and end up where I say I always do~

I don't use exclamation points anymore~
Rah....

I don't feel like me.
I don't feel like anyone.
I don't want to feel like anyone...

I lost something dear to me today.
It didn't even phase me.
But I can still feel the hurt. I can still feel the pain.
I want it to go away.
But it won't.

What's worse is, is that I draw it towards me~
Knowing I will get hurt.

Why can't I just die and get it over with?
I now don't really give a shit.
I really don't.
I've given up.

And I know. I'm stupid. Whatevs.
Atleast I'm not fucking feeling sorry for myself.

I'm not that goddamn lame.

Buut.

I'm just not good enough.
I've tried, and failed miserably at life.
Ah, well, sometimes you can't succeed at everything.
Might as well see what's on the otherside you know?

Just one problem...
I don't know how to get there...

And now I'm off to write some poetry~