I feel like sitting in a corner and letting it rain on me. I don’t want to talk to anyone, I don’t want anyone to know how lame I feel and how ashamed I am of myself. Just close the door and walk away, leave me here and let me wallow. I want to stay up all night in the dark then cry myself to sleep when the sun starts to peek over the trees. No one can see me when it’s dark, so no one will be able see how useless I’ve become.

Listless. Run down. Dull. Terrified. Lagging behind. Failure. Drained. There’s nothing here; there’s nothing left. I’m lacking the enormous potential I had when I was younger, and everyday more and more of it goes leaking out of me until one day, one day there just won’t be anything left of me of any worth and who will love me then?