I am beginning to doubt myself.
I am beginning to doubt myself.
Begnning. Doubting. Self. I am. I am.
I am nothing to most people.
Its fine to say that 'when people actually get to know you they'll start loving you' but right now there are about 3.5 billion people that dont know me and about 15 people that truly, genuinely do.
Maybe less, if I'm honest with myself.
And I never am.
I cant even tell whether my brain is feeding me lies anymore.
All I know is that right now I'm sick of being dramatic and over the top and pretending everything is a big deal when everything is just life and consequences of life and death and then more death.
Nothing really matters and we are all insignificant and society is filled with shits that will slowly destroy us and honestly, we hate many and love little.
I feel like I'm floating in a void of nothing.
I am meaningless to so many people, a blank slate they cant be bothered looking at, understanding.
Am I shy or just apathetic?
Does it even matter?
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