Life
Sometimes I wonder, why I haven't committed suicide. I'm pathetic, lazy, and a complete waist of everyone's time. Every day I wake up to yelling and all sort of shit, it's horrible. I'm so far behind in my school work, it's unbelievable. It's inexcusable, and I'm getting nowhere in life. I don't know what to do, and every day it's getting worse. I try my hardest, but then I give in. I set goals, then I don't complete them. With every confidence boost, there is a more extreme thrashing. And I'm to blame for it all, without a reason. I'm a complete pessimist, I look at my future with an ambition to gag. Yet I don't lift a finger to help it.
I'm not trying to get attention, even though I need it. Just comment.
I'm not trying to get attention, even though I need it. Just comment.