I'm really fed up with this. I get up, and for what? Nothing.
Seriously, what is the point?
My life is nothing, I am nothing, and i'm really sick of going on, pretending to be something. Because i'm not. I'm empty spaces and wasted heat.
I am having a "Nothing Day". There's just, nothing.
It's one of those days where you just can't be bothered, i suppose.
Why get up, it's not like i'm doing something,
Why get dressed, i'm not going anywhere,
Why eat, no-ones going to care if you starve and die.
I just can't see the point today, and i don't feel like doing something, anything. Maybe i'm depressed again, what fun, brilliant, just what i need.
I know, realistically, that there's things i can do, things i should do, like go to college, get a job, leave my house. It's just so hard to do, it doesn't seem hard, yet everytime i try, i fail, and frankly, i'm sick of failing. I don't see the point to it, ha, i don't see the point to anything.
Anyway, please disregard all i've said, i'm having a nothing day, correction, i'm having a nothing life.