the idea of killing myself.

Nobody taught me how to love myself and now I am stuck between who I am and who I want to be.

I have been crying all night along, craving for inner peace, searching for the real me. Is anybody else feeling like this? Like nothing makes sense even when we try so hard... like we just get tired before starting. It is like we do not belong to this world and all that we do is pretending we are living a life we do not want to live. That is the way I feel, even though you see me smiling, I am actually killing myself inside.

I am trying to fix myself, I am really trying... aren't I?