Life Around The Corner

Choosing Life and Operating Happiness

No Title / Fraud

I have such difficult feelings about myself
As if I am nothing
Not enough

I think I don’t see things right
Because I feel so wrong.

Again, I want to run away
I want to disappear.
How will I be okay?

All these illusions I have about my life
Are they even realistic?

I feel ashamed and rejected by my own self.
It’s all so fucked up
I really do feel like a fraud and like I have no one to speak to.

I need help.

I need to be able to live this life
Without anyone,
Just me

I don’t want to.
But I feel that I have to.

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