Just existing and for what?
A Hamster I am not!
Fed up of talking,
All these words don’t add up.
I look around at everyone else and their diagnosis seems obvious.
I look in the mirror and see nothing in front of me.
Tired of the voice.
Tired of these overwhelming feelings yet not feeling at all.
Worn out from these complications that has spontaneously risen.
Unsure of who I am.
Therefore unsure of what to do.
They are looking at me for answers.
I have none but suicide.