To Vent.

Today I feel replaceable.
Today I feel like a fake.
Today I woke up whimpering.
Reminded.

If there is such a thing as self value, and if it is attainable, how does one achieve that when all has fallen apart? When your life is such a mess and the jadedness of it all takes over? When the people around you don't care, do you mask it? Simply smile and play pretend.

Today I am exhausted with myself; with life.

CouleursDeMoi CouleursDeMoi
22-25, F
Feb 2, 2013