But I feel like my tears are fake. What if I am fake. God I don't know if everything I am is a lie. How can I even wonder if i'm a terrible person if I can't believe i'm a person at all. Maybe i'm nothing but a husk. I feel like I just exist. I don't even have a purpose. No ambitions no connections. I would even call myself apathetic if I didn't feel so selfish and manipulative likeall I can ever do is take.
I would wonder why i'm not suicidal anymore if I wasn't wondering if thatwas a lie to myself too. Maybe my urge to please others is a facade fuck if I know what I really want
All i wanted was to get out and here I am. Out
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