I want to get angry, but I know it’s useless. I want to scream, but i can’t even standing on my foot. I want me to sleep, but a haunting thought would be a nightmare for me. I want me to cry, but then i’m questioned why I had to cry. In the end, I can only be silent. Not knowing what to say, which at that moment was just free of heat in the chest and cold on the head. Make sense? Of course.
I want to apologize for everyone who knew me. As long as I live, I just become a parasite. Nothing I have done and made a good impact for others. I just became a mere nonsense. I do not blame myself, however it is what it is. Can this be called self-introspection? I don’t think so. I do feel that this problem is all coming from me.
I’m tired, I just want to give up.
Just make sure you tell my family It’s okay, I’m sorry But it’s too late, I’m sorry So much weighing on me I don’t wanna live to see another day, I’m sorry But I can’t stay, I’m sorry So much weighing on me
Note. If you want to tell the truth, I want you to know. I need help. And I do not really want to give up. What do I do if I can’t even help myself?