If you have read my works here before, you could see my journey of having depression and how I deal with it (vaguely)
Some are hopes, some are not...
I'm just here to put in my progress here...
As the title said, I'm just trying to live another day. I don't know why I'm always not well (physically/mentally) but it's exhausting. It always Come to the point where this question pops up?
Why am I still alive?
Why? Just why?
What's the point?
I wanted to live I wanted to prove that I'm worth something but I'm worth of what?
What is there in me that I can prove? Im trying but why ?
Why do I have to prove myself?
Is life supposed to be approved?
I can't live like that I just can't I don't want to do anything
So what's the point?
What's the point of living then?
I can't do anything I dont want to do anything So might as well as die right
I'm not improving I'm not healing I'm hidden
I'm stuck in the mirror