Sometimes I don't even know what's going on in my life. I just feel like I'm drowning and that I can never get outta the storm. And sometimes it would be nice if I could just get a break. Cause I'm tired of the constant battle and just wanna give up.
SOME WILL THINK THIS DESCRIBES THEIR LIFE. AND SOME WILL THINK IT IS THEIR FRIENDS. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THEY ARE FEMALE OR MALE IT HURTS WHEN (YET AGAIN) SOMEONE GIVES UP ON YOU. IT MAKES YOU NOT EVEN WANT TO TRY. IT MAKES YOU WANT TO SIMPLY DIE EVENTUALLY.
And today I realized that I am the biggest hypocrite of them all. I tell everyone to keep holding on, that there is light at the end. That everything gets better as long as you continue to wait. I always tell people to have hope. That they need to keep trying because it is too early to give up, that they have so much to live for. Then there is me, and I am barely holding on.
There is honestly nothing to say to this picture besides that it is completely true. You keep trying to get out, but eventually you just sink so far to the bottom that you just sit there. You scream and no one helps. Finally, one person heard, brings a rope, and saves you, just when you think you are about to give up.