Why me?
Everyone seems to have left me.

Am I that bad?
Am I that horrible?
Am I that difficult to handle?

All my life I have always craved for love which I ain't getting.

Anytime anyone comes into my life they then leave without any reason why they left.

Depression seems to become my companion.

Anxiety seems to become my best friend who comes to visit me everyday.

Overthinking seems to have become part of me.

My life is crumbling right before my eyes and i can't do anything to safe it.

My life seems to be breaking apart, breaking into pieces but I just sit back and watch it break.

I had always gone through pain.

Now I don't believe that...