I am the human contradiction.
I have no self confidence.
Yet I have a massive ego.
I want to turn my life around.
Yet I want to die.
I want people to think I have no weakness.
Yet all I want to do is cry.
I want to be the best at everything.
Yet I don’t want to try.
I want to stop hurting myself.
But that’s all I seem to do.
I don’t want people to see my scars.
Yet I want them to know I am scarred.
When I wake up I want to be happy.
But I don’t want to wake up anymore.
I am a breathing, living, walking contradiction to human existence.