I Can Only Help Myself
I hate to sound dramatic. I try to convince myself I'm fine. But it's getting harder every time I try to wake myself in the morning. Some days I just don't. I skip the classes I should go to. Which does nothing for me Because I feel guilty about skipping. But hey, I got more sleep, right? Yes, and still tired. I feel like I could sleep for a week, Or better yet, Forever. I know what it takes to get better. Just gotta start. It's so hard to start. But I got to. No one can do it for me. The only way to feel better is to get to the top. Do I want to? Falling is so much easier than climbing. Though it hurts just the same. I hate hurting. But I do. And I will. Unless.