"you would kill for this."

[drowning_alone]

I feel sad.
Sad that I'm losing so many people.
Sad that I can't have what they have.
I feel deprived.
Deprived of a friendship that lasts.
Deprived of what happiness is.
I feel jealous.
Jealous that I can't look like them.
Jealous that they have something I don't.
I feel mad.
Mad that I can't stop myself.
Mad that I fuck so many things up.
I feel depressed.
Depressed like no one loves me.
Depressed like no one is there for me.
I feel sick.
Sick of everyone.
Sick of feelings.