I ultimately failed at everything I set out to do.
There was no point in my birth. I have been a net negative on the world.
I can't imagine a life I could feasibly obtain a year from
now that would be happy or even content. It is unlikely to ever happen.
I am not good looking on the outside, and I am worthless on
the inside. There is nothing about me of redeeming value. I cause more
trouble than I give back. I am a failed project. I did not fulfill any
of my promise. I wasted my parents' love and attention when it should
have been given to someone worth the effort.
I wouldn't marry someone if they wanted. They would ultimately find me unfulfilling and I would disappoint them.
I am tired of waking up just so I can go to sleep again.
No more days, please. Let this be my last.
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