I wish I am dead.
Killing myself is not an option because it is irresponsible.....but I want to die. Dying is easy, it is living that scares me.
I have nothing to look forward to. I find no purpose in my life and my job is meaningless.
I am envious and admire those who enjoy their lives. Maybe they too find their lives lack colour but they move on and they learn to live.
Why can't I be more like them? Why can't I see beauty in this world? And why do I allow negativity to move slowly within me?
I am tired of living, breathing and being alone. I want to die.
Someone, whoever out there, please kill me!