As the weekend gets closer my mood goes down… anxiety
grows by the minute as I anticipate another lonely days when nobody knows I exist…
Will one day end this non-life? Will I ever be
worth I be someone?
The pressure in my chest and in my head
sometimes is unbearable…
In the end no one cares…
The major problem is that in the end of
surviving this two awfull days, another week starts just to be counting the
days to another painful weekend…
Just wish some hope... something worthy of fighting for... someone who knows i exist...
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