I’m tired of waking up, I’m tired of existing. 
I’ve caused pain to the one I love the most. I consistently fail to get better. I’m a burden. I’m tired. I miss my youth. I’m depressed, anxious, always feeling like I’m two people trapped in one head. I honestly believe there is no hope for me. My good days do not last, good feelings do not sustain me. I can’t keep up.