I could never have you
I knew that before you did
Now I’m the ones who’s stupid

How come I can’t fucking be happy when I have everything I need? Don’t get me wrong, there’s a tons of wants, but I have my health, a roof over my head, friends that I like (I guess) and I seriously have it fucking easy despite my family/financial issues, but I just can’t figure out how every night before I go to sleep I have a knot in my stomach and thoughts that eat me fucking alive. I physically and mentally exhaust myself to fall asleep. Why is my loneliness eating me alive? I’m only lonely and fucked up and I’m not worthy of anything