Opinions.This isn't just another sob story or a teenage rant.
This is my opinion. Feel free to share your own.
I tried my hardest to be the best person I can be. I really did try. But now as I sit here musing over everything, I wonder why do I deserve this? Why do I deserve this pain? Why do I lay in bed every night with a hurt heart and wake up with reality seeping in my mind and pretend my memories are dreams or a book I read? Every time I wake up, I want to numb everything and sleep. What would death be like? Would it be like sleeping? Just pitch black and not knowing you're living or dead? No thinking, not knowing or conscious of anything. Not even conscious that you have/had a life...
And if you think this is about the opposite sex, think not. It's not about being unable to find "the one ".
This is pain.
Nothing at all to do with "the right one " because, frankly, there is no such thing.
The world lies. We're all liars. Wretched liars that d