I thought I was special. I thought I would make a great thing out of my life.
I don’t need anything. I just wish I could be like everyone else, just being normal.
But I know I am not or I won’t be…
I am not capable of anything.
I don’t feel anything.
I don’t want anything.
Nothing or no one can help me to get me out of this darkness.
Maybe, I don’t want to feel good.
I don’t know how to feel good.
All I got inside of me is a feeling of despair.