You know what do I do? I DON´T that´s what I do. That´s why I organize things, tidy up my bedroom, to do the simple, less challenging assignments. To feel that small victory, like I´m doing something with my life. I guess I need to feel like something matters, like I matter. It´s no use.
I´m slipping, I know it. I´m just waiting for the moment, the exact moment when I lose it, when I finally go crazy.
It has strarted already, I´ve lost my identity.
Who am I?
Am I the person my family knows?
The one that goes every morning to college?
The one that picks up the phone Monday through Friday to work?
Am I the person my friends know?
The person my Best friends know?
Because they are all different people; People that have become more and more different as the years went by.
I´m just waiting for the moment...
when I finally...