I hate myself
I'm a shit friend. I'll soon be broke. I can't affirm what I want or need. I feel like I hurt more than I heal both myself and those around me.
Took me so long to remove the mask, and now everything is telling me to put it back on. But it is now heavier and full of spikes that need to embed itself deep into my face to never get off.
I don't know what's the true me anymore. And whatever it is, it hurts
So, why bother looking for it and showing it