hazyeyes
Charge? I have no charge. It seems like everyday is made up of endless, tireless tedium. How do I motivate myself to live when life makes it extremely difficult. Everything is empty.
There is a fine line between cautiousness and cowardice. I think I've crossed that fine line. I always doubt myself. Why do I do that? I know I have the ability to do anything, but for some reason, I don't trust myself with anything. I could've been so great, but my insecurities hinder me from achieving what I should be.
I don't know how I became so sad. The truth is people don't care. The truth is sadness is underestimated. People don't like to admit that the pain is greater than any joy they can ever feel. Suicide sometimes seems like the only solution to the pain.