I need time. Time to think, time to be myself. I need time to understand what's going on in my head. Time to accept that I'm not doing okay. I need a break. A break from everything, but I can't stop living life 'cause it seems just so worth living. I can't rest and I worry about everything. I worry about being tired. I worry about feeling alone. I worry about getting sick. I worry about the hate I feel for what I am now and what I do. But I don't do anything to fix my mistakes. I just don't care. And I let the time pass by my side while I stare at nothing and do nothing at all.
