Every time I look at you I feel like less of me. What I once was good at (and probably still am) I feel incompetent with doing. Why is it that everyone is better than me? Why must I be the one with no talent? The one with no future? I tell myself that I am better than that, that I have good qualities, but even my own mind has turned against me. I feel insignificant and minute. I find myself crying for no reason. Please, don’t ask me what’s wrong because I don’t know. Maybe I’m finally going crazy. Maybe this is what it feels like. Even the darkness does not help. It only makes it worse. I thought I could ignore it. I thought it would go away. I thought that maybe, just maybe it had all finally changed.
I was wrong.