I don’t know where to run to throw these feelings away.

Everything seems to be going against me. I feel far from anything, and I just can’t deny that.

It’s like I hush to myself, and say “Ssh! Just let it happen!”. In fact, that burns me a little.

I defined myself in super low self-esteem, and still haven’t got a clue about that. I didn’t believe in my writings anymore, and I didn’t know why would’ve that happened?

It’s hard to breathe, when all you feel is pain. I thought I knew myself, and it’s too difficult to realize that I’m not. I feel worse, yet worried. And I don’t know if I should feel this way or not. There must be something that isn’t right on my mind, where do I find the clue to fix that?

I’m not really into me now. It’s pathetic. Indeed.