a higher plane.

I'm a total waste of time.

space.

Energy.

WHY AM I HERE?

What in the hell am I supposed to do for the world?

What is the meaning in this life?

This pathetic.

Sad.

Inconsistent.

Unworthy.

Untalented.

Nothing-special-run-of-the-mill-life.

I make cries for attention because I need reassurance that I'm not a total failure.

But I know no matter what anyone says, I won't believe them.

I'm a failure.

A nobody.

Nobody really cares about me or where I'm going.

I'm nobody's everything.

Or anything.

I just want to throw up.

Or throw myself off the side of a cliff.

A part of me thinks that people are only my friend because they feel sorry for me.

Days like today I let that part of me take over.

When are things going to be okay again?

When am I going to be happy and carefree again?

I guess this has to do with growing up.

But it seems so easy for everyone else.

I'm just lost.

Discouraged.

Alone.

I feel worried that my brain,
is just a fool in your sick game,
so I will never open my heart.
I've tried to express,
how I feel, but it changes everyday,
so I'm finding it hard,
Let's take life, nice and easy,
We could go, somewhere breezy,
but it gets so complicated,
everyone I fucking hate it,
And I
need to get away
and I
I can't escape, I cant escape
and I was thinking today
that I should think of taking my life
to a higher plane
and I
need to get away
and I
I can't escape, I cant escape
and I was thinking today
that I
should think about taking my life

to a higher plane