I don’t wanna pretend to be happy anymore, this fake smile is starting to hurt my cheeks .
I don’t wanna think about the future, because I know it’s nothing but bleak.
I don’t wanna leave this house anymore, I don’t even wanna leave this bed.
I don’t wanna be awake anymore, all I hear is this chaos in my head.
I don’t wanna breath anymore, Im just better off dead.
—  My vanishing hope