April 7th Tuesday.
Sat with my eyes closed telling myself in my head that im not ok. I can't remember the last time I was ok. Myself and Jesse are dressed and ready to go my sisters for a bbq, but I wish I was lying in bed. Im so tired of being alive. Ill put a smile on my face and act like im ok, but im dead inside. Tired of pretending to be ok. Its draining me. Im so tired, mentally and physically. I just want to get into bed and stay there forever, but I can't.. anyway, off to the bbq I go.
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