sleepy eyes
tired shell of a person
I just don’t see it anymore
self hatred
I’m nowhere close to being a person
worth calling a friend
I’ve given up
a lot
of what I used to love
I’ve given up
on
most of any kind of living
I’ve given up…
on me.
who do I want to be
somebody better than this
but it’s too damn hard
to change
when I can’t even seem to leave
my room
which isn’t even mine
and all the time I’m wasting
if there is a God
and if there are angels assigned to me
please see
the state I’m in
please
help.
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