I feel so empty, my eyes have run dry too. 
My family doesn't believe in therapy or mental health issues.
A lot of people talk to me, but i got no one to talk to.
I got 0 motivation to get up in the morning. 
I'm not a bright student either. I ain't athletic either.
The first thing i think about after waking up in the morning is, "why didn't I just die in my sleep?"
Whenever I'm alone with myself,i wanna hurt myself in any and every way possible.
It pains me to be alive.
What if this was hell along? Just a different simulation all along?