what's the point?
i hate myself
why do you put up with me?
i hate myself
my mind will never be free
i hate what i do
i hate what i am
im lazy
im obsessed
i overreact
i overthink
i keep hurting people
whats the point?
when all i do is hinder you
i make people upset
i make people cry
im not active
all i do is use gadgets and eat
i dont do work
i dont do revision
im going to fail
but then again its my decision
im sorry
sorry for being this way
sorry if i hurt you
sorry if i got in your way
sorry if i ruined your life
why do you like me?
why do you care?
when all i do is bring dispair
im a cheat
im an ass
i dont listen
and i dont help
i turn a smile into a frown
i turn your happy mood into sorrow
i turn your calmness into guilt
i took it all
i took it for granted
thinking if someone loved me
i woud improve
but here i am
ive wasted most of my life
just sitting in my room
doing nothing but moan
i moan at them
i moan at you
so whats the point?
i ask for the truth
who am i?
what do i mean to you?
am i worth it?
or am i just hindering you?
im a lair
im a fraud
im a fake
im a failure
so again whats the point?!
why do you still continue to help me?
when all i do is cause more trouble
i take but do not give
im selfish
im lonely
im better off being forgotten
when will you understand?
when will you see?
that im useless
theres nothing good to me.
Im sincereley sorry (。•́︿•̀。)
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