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Jun 18
Alone in a dark room
That's when my thoughts are the loudest
Even when I'm with people, I feel alone
Does that even make any sense?
My thoughts saying
Insignificant
Invisible
Unworthy
A waste of space
A waste of life
Look at you trying to be happy, nice try
It won't work
Happiness isn't meant for you
Among many other things
I try to drown them out with music
I try to distract myself with movies
Any activity basically
But the thoughts always come back
All I want to do is drink & sleep
Barely have an appetite
Finding it hard to fake a smile
Haven't felt this way in a while
Sort of crept up on me
Unemployment is not helping my mental state right now
Feeling somewhat isolated & unwanted
I hate my mind majority of the time
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